Dimples
"DIMPLES"
I looked into her big brown eyes and she smiled,
with the dimples, like the girl in my dreams.
Though she lives in my city, we've been strangers.
So now I'm patching my hearts broken seams.
She asked me some personal questions.
She asked me more than a few.
And though I'm not shy,I never tell lies,
just talking, was all I could do.
We both smoked the same cigarettes.
We had the same taste in our beer.
We'd both been neglected in our prior lives,
both looking for someone who cares.
She had the most beautiful dimples.
As deep as the ocean is blue.
When I was just start learning to love,
I wish I'd meet someone like you,
With facebook I peered at her life,
the photos and thoughts on her page.
I felt my heart getting involved.
Maybe we're both around the right age.
RJM2016
Copyright © Robert Moan Jr | Year Posted 2014
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