My First and Last Halloween Dressing Up-N
It was in Atlanta 1997 my first ever visit to America
I went with a friend to his another friend’s house
With no real intention of “dressing up” as anything
But to see and know what Halloween is after all.
There came a beautiful girl Iris and asked me
If I wanted my face to be painted for Halloween.
Nodding I consented I don’t know why till today
She painted my face as nothing in particular.
But, ah, the experience of looking into her eyes
Touching her alluring body almost to the full
And she touched my heart while she painted
It was the beginning of wonderful relationship.
What a sweetheart! What a wonderful Halloween I had
Wherever you’re, Iris, I remember you and send my love.
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Contest: Halloween Of Years past sponsored Paula Swanson
Copyright © Dr.Ram Mehta | Year Posted 2010
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