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Whimsy little sundress! Just a whimsy little sundress; I really think that's all she wore. (Well, perhaps a pair of panties... but for certain - nothing more!) Short A-Line with fitted bodice; micro-straps and lettuce hem. Smart an' shimmery cotton nothing... made for 'maginaive men! Kinda gray and kinda silver; flowers printed down one side. Jumping, skipping, while she's walking, adding accent to her pride. Single strand of baby pearls, zig and zag 'tween perfect breasts. Dainty little toeless sandals... move with purpose, grace and zest. Dark hair spills upon her shoulders; partly up - but mostly down. Green eyes fixed on unknown object; playful glint's just barely bound. The skirt laps up around her thighs, a'flaunting leg from here to there. (No way will she get through Customs with all this - she must declare!) Bronze skin now completes the picture; clear and glowing on this miss. I gaze in awe of grace and beauty, 'til outta sight...she and her dress! |
Additional Notes:
A vision captured, and later recorded.
(My observations occurred at the San Francisco Airport,
which should explain the "Customs" reference.)
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