A Thought - Poem by Richard Goolsby
Pure beauty is what u r, From your long dark hair, To your Sexy eyes and smile, Can't help but to stop and stare.
Oh to see u walk by, Would probably fall out my chair, I would stumble over my words, Memorized without a care.
It takes something to really rock my world, But each time I think of you, My mind begins to dream, Damn I wish my dreams came true.
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