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She was a little stick of a thing More of a twig than a branch. She had freckles instead of makeup But man could that girl dance! She wore a sack of a dress With simple holes for her arms But I was immediately captured By her open-hearted charm. It was an accidental meeting And a charming mental greeting Two strangers seeking seating That did not end up as fleeting. I didn’t own a crystal ball So I could certainly not see What this little bit of a girl Would come to mean to me. She had beautiful eyes The color of aged whiskey That could make a guy Want to do something risky. A lovely accidental meeting And a charming mental greeting Two strangers seeking seating That did not end up as fleeting. So I took her with me dancing As a harmless thing to do For two people who are strangers To whom everything is new. I expected it to be awkward Could this beauty even dance? How was I to know that this Would be the start of romance? A simple accidental meeting And a charming mental greeting Two strangers seeking seating That did not end up as fleeting.
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Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 10:17 PM UTC
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She was a little stick of a thing More of a twig than a branch. She had freckles instead of makeup But man could that girl dance! She wore a sack of a dress With simple holes for her arms But I was immediately captured By her open-hearted charm. It was an accidental meeting And a charming mental greeting Two strangers seeking seating That did not end up as fleeting. I didn’t own a crystal ball So I could certainly not see What this little bit of a girl Would come to mean to me. She had beautiful eyes The color of aged whiskey That could make a guy Want to do something risky. A lovely accidental meeting And a charming mental greeting Two strangers seeking seating That did not end up as fleeting. So I took her with me dancing As a harmless thing to do For two people who are strangers To whom everything is new. I expected it to be awkward Could this beauty even dance? How was I to know that this Would be the start of romance? A simple accidental meeting And a charming mental greeting Two strangers seeking seating That did not end up as fleeting.
brent-kincaid
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Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 10:17 PM UTC
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