First Meeting
That look of surprise and delight on his face,
his smile better than a winning lottery ticket.
“You’re prettier than I thought,” he laughed.
Was my beating heart visible through my polka-dot dress?
The wrinkles etched into my face plumped and disappeared.
Thirty skin tags sloughed off my neck and shoulders,
fluttered to the ground like mock orange blossoms,
ground into dust beneath my strappy red heels.
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Feel free to reply to any comment by clicking the "Reply" button.Maybe...we are all prettier than we think? Lol. However, I would take a sincere smile as enough. A sometimes compliment is nice, but frequent flattery is kinda wasted on me...maybe once upon a time!?
Freedompath
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@Keyboard-Mama good...just so you were happy! That is what counts!
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