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Nov 2014
She was waiting at the train station
gazing into her hand mirror
when she saw a man wearing an overcoat
his face in full view
captured inside her little hand mirror...
Her steely green eyes flashed...
he brought out a bag of cash..
a plan had been made
She was a spy that always
won in spades...
her full lips painted in red lipstick
she wore a white coat dress with ******* buttons
a designer Armani belt...
black pumps, n' fishnet's
her heart racing/beating fast
she had found true love at last...

and, for all the beauty she held inside
like secrets within rolling oceans tides
She was waiting for him to hold her close..

It didn't matter that they were on opposite sides
she wanted him to sweep her up
risking her life...
she wanted more than anything to be on his side
while under moonlit stars
she waited for him to propose...
his footsteps slowly walking up her...
he was holding a single red rose.
Β© 2014 Krisselle S. Cosgrove
TigerEyes
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