When I saw her, time stood still for a second.
Everything tuned out, slow progression of time moved in my every surrounding as I could focus on none other than her.
Her hazel brown eyes,
Her rosy, light cheeks.
Her curvaceous lips that seemed to have slight perk.
And. Her Smile.
Oh Jesus. How.
Her smile could've turned the strongest of men, the most maniacal of foes, kneel before her everlasting grace.
Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 11:33 PM UTC
When I saw her, time stood still for a second.
Everything tuned out, slow progression of time moved in my every surrounding as I could focus on none other than her.
Her hazel brown eyes,
Her rosy, light cheeks.
Her curvaceous lips that seemed to have slight perk.
And. Her Smile.
Oh Jesus. How.
Her smile could've turned the strongest of men, the most maniacal of foes, kneel before her everlasting grace.
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