Dec. 13 2009
Curled black tresses glimmered against the light,
Black threads like sparrow’s plumage in flight.
It draped on skin, delicate and white.
Porcelain beauty in gleaming sprite.
Beauty in black dress, red lipstick and pink stilettos.
Blushed cheeks with dimples hallowed.
Your thin lips curled as they smile.
Simple beauty that made this night worthwhile.
On times I cannot find meaning to mine life,
Just your smile is enough to make it right.
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