Friday, June 6, 2008
visual contact
There she was again, just a fleeting glance this time but the trademark characteristics that are her were there.I would know her anywhere in a crowded stadium or a barren desert but if she were to walk up to me and say something I would probably freeze up like an Alaskan King Crab. She was The Woman who meant everything to me, the love of my life as they say, the last woman I ever wanted to pursue, the one I would spend the rest of my life with. Who is this woman?
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