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He said, "You're sexy",
Never having met him formally,
I could feel the excitement burning in my chest.
I watched his eyes follow me around the room
for weeks now,
But a lady never assumes
a man's admiration until she has
some verbal input.
The sounds outside suddenly came to a
most deafening lull,
and in that moment, as his arm curled around the side
of my waist for his hat on a chair behind me,
...the woodsy smell of men's toiletries,
whisked by my nares.
After placing his hat snuggly tipped to the side of
a hazel green iris, a romantic glare caught in mid-flight
nearly had me in a teenage girl's helpless swoon.
I curtly turned and picked up my
purse, and with a coy
but flirtatious look quipped,
"Yea. I know. Thanks."
(Diary of a sexy lady)
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Ah !! the purse full of gold & silver Nice write nitelite Madam
Ah !! the purse full of gold & silver Nice write nitelite Madam.Who cares for the rest of it!!!! Hilarious.
©bishu
I like that, Bishu. I know I
I like that, Bishu. I know I can count on popeye for raw honesty..lmao. At least you lay your cards on the table. (This is actually a "female write"..-- something like a "chick flick", actually).
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "