Beauty

I do not want to forget this loveliness. How can I hope to
encapsulate just a fraction of such infinite beauty in my tongue
lolling words? An elegant height that spoke of grace, but with the
black gum high boots of some casual biker chick she revealed her
impossible legs, legs and flesh that invited touches and caresses and
kisses and bites. A white coat cocooned her delicately slim figure with
a fluffy collar adding glow to her face, that drove an ice pick to the
depth of my heart and looked even more wonderful in the bright light of
day. She had rounded features with high cheek bones and eyes that made
moons when she smiled, and what a smile! A smile that belied some
awesome knowledge that only she could conceive, it curled slowly,
pinching in her dimples, till before you knew it, you were gone, you
were flipped out by this girl! Hoping that she would smile at you
forever, never letting that moment leave you. Yes! And such teeth,
lovely white lickable teeth! Lips to kiss and to die for! And sheening
black, glimmering, long black hair that caressed her warm smooth
powdered face. When can I see her again? I want to keep this perfect
impression of her in my mind.