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Her Eyes
My first seep went on her face, a cute naughty fluppy face. On the back a gracious lady sitting still with a calm posture, holding her right leg on the left. I was in a dilemma what to observe and to whom to talk. A man beside pushed a bottle of wine to chill my mood. I opted a transparent liquor. The first peg didn't kick me. They were dancing but my eyes were stuck on the gracious lady's face. She was the odd and befitting herself in this ambience. They were dancing like a free bird, fearless and flawless. Their dresses were bare but not provoking me, rather exciting me except the b'day girl whose skirts & top was luring an introvert soul. She smiled at me and came closer to prepare a drink for me. I was lost in a thought who is that lucky one who would get her in his life.
My eyes were still curious about that gracious lady. I was thinking about her, seeing her sitting with a glass of wine. Is she her mom or her sister? After three shots I widrew myself from that party but still missing that warm welcome of that b'day girl, the gracious lady and all their guests. Wish I could greet her now, hold her hand and look at her eyes to make her still like that gracious soul.
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