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Amidst of all they say her curls were the most beautiful, said they were brown.

But I didn't see them brown curls for I was stuck In her eyes… those pearly eyes, as if they were the jewels stolen from heaven

Steps I took to get to her with the weight on my shoulders,

The heaviness that kept me down moved as my eyes met hers

Felt the little touch of her fingers in my palm as she stood next to me.

Chills it gave me as I felt the nervousness she held inside.

Turned to her as I slid my fingers up her sleeves,

The look in her eyes made me wish if the moment seized.

Breaths on hold. 

This post is a part of Blogchatter Half Marathon 2023