TnyDnsr

by Matt Taylor   Sep 25, 2012


Three year ago stole my heart...

The silhouette of her body Dnsed in my eyes day and night, like the moon Dnsing on a country pond.

The smell of her skin filed my lungs, like the sweet smell of a rose garden.

The way her hair was cut just below her ears with every strand in the perfect place, like branches on a willow tree.

The way she looked at me with her beautiful eyes the perfect shade of brown, like the earth of a forest floor.

The way she Dnsed just for me with every move of her body so precise, like a breeze through a prairie of pansies.

The way her soft lips felt against mine, like a blooming tulip.

Three years ago a TnyDnsr stole my heart, I hope she never gives it back.

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