Sunday, May 17, 2009

YVONNE

As she stood near the lounge door, wearing a gorgeous white blouse and a pair of blue jeans, I stood at one corner of the room, mesmerized by her beauty....

Her melodious, lilting voice floated like sweet symphonies in the air, drowning the cacophony of voices. Her tantalizing perfume which wafted across the room made nerve endings tingle. Her luscious black hair danced as she swiveled her head.

As I stood rooted to the ground, unable to take my eyes off her, she passed out of the lounge door, leaving behind an aura of tension, fire and effervescence....

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