Sky Blue Eyes
Is she trying to be sensuous
Or is twirling her hair merely a habit?
Larry stared at the woman in the next booth
Her alabaster complexion would give movie stars jealousy
The twirling continued; and he smiled
She looked like one of his younger sisters
Another beauty who did not know it
Her sky blue eyes looked up and met his, and they both smiled
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