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dat *****

her hair blows back in the breeze

as she strolls down the sidewalk

between all the trees

with a smile that reveals

every one of her teeth

and the dimples

of her red, freckled cheeks

 

she's an angel, i think

her divine, secretive lips

shine in their glossiness

begging me for a kiss

 

i stand aback, watching

mesmerized by her beauty

only able to muster the words

'dat booty''

 

- jared huskey

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amnesia
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Aug 2, 2014
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