mystery girl

June 14, 2009
By Anonymous

As I walked down the street
With my heart beating to the rhythm of my feet
I felt a cool chill
The one you may feel sledding down a snowy hill
As I looked around to see what made my heart skip a beat
I saw a beautiful girl and I stared from her hair to her feet
She had a voluminous smile
Which made me melt to a pile
I couldn’t stop staring at her dirty blond hair
I wouldn’t have moved if I was standing in the middle of a high-way, I didn’t care
She giggled and turned around
My chin fell and hit the ground
She started walking to the end of the street
I picked up the pace and moved my feet
She turned the corner and waved her hand
I reached the spot, but all I saw, was flat land

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