Beautiful
Through the rear door she entered
Though noticing pretended he not to have
With crispy steps her way she found
To a chair next to his
"Who is she?"...his heart searched
A pen in one hand
Admiration concealed
Emotions controlled
His name on printed paper down he wrote
Introduction..."thats my name"
He motioned
Next to his she jotted her's
Beautiful as she so also was her name
"I wish she was mine to tame"
He thought
For then I will call her everyday...
"Beautiful!"
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