Dichtwoch #25 – Nana

When you enter the room, it’s yours. Flashing brown your eyes beam, before I fall into them. And for a moment all I see is endless beauty. Then your lovely voice brings me back to reality and I think you’re everything a woman should be. My glimpse follows your lips forming a smile fit for a kiss. And in only two hours you create a little eternity with nothing but good memories. A little temporary home inside each other’s souls. Yours is a elegancy that nothing can capture. Not a poem, not a picture.

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