the girl I haven’t met

If only…

The Lonely Author

This little thing is dedicated to my future girlfriend…..

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Tonight I fantasized about the girl I haven’t met

As my personal muse she’ll be an inspiring poet

Writing the softest verses as silky as her hosiery

She will wear elegant metaphors like fine jewelry

Gondolas transport love poems through her veins

As her sensuous lips taste of sparklingchampagne

Beside her bed rests One Hundred Years of Solitude

In her night table hides lingerie that sets the mood

A delicious contradiction of shy, sassy and coquette

She’s the type of woman no real man could ever forget

For somewhere over the horizon she pens loving poetry

Perhaps one day, her words of love will be meant for me

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