Crystallizing Moments : xiv.

I know it’s rude to stare,
but I see her over there with her
satin skirt slithering down her waist.
With each subtle sway of her hips the silky red river runs round’ her curves;
so smooth,
enticing.
And I can’t help but notice how her hair dances across her shoulder to the beat,
casually sensual.
I try to disengage, but my awe struck solid.
A thin smirk eases across my lips
and she doesn’t notice…

but her boyfriend does.

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