Perhaps it the way she smiled,
The way she curled her lips when she laughed
The cringles in her eyes when she was being crazy
The way her glare was always lazy
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Oh what a tangled web you weave. A relationship neither wishes to leave. Something fresh, hot and new. But not a thing, we all can do. Thank you kindly for the thought
She was the forbidden fruit Or maybe the serpent With her all reason went away Wow, beautiful poem so nicely crafted. 10+++ for the sharing.