Cord McGill


The Crush

The curves of her body are as the waves of the sea
Her eyes are like deep, dark brown pools of innocence
Her lips are as the soft pedals of a rose

When she leaves or enters the room, she leaves me dazed and confused
Her name is... What is her name?
It neither describes her beauty, intelligence, or independence.

I want her, but she is the unblemished pearl in someone else's safe.

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