55 Fiction: Beautiful Girl

You’re the kind of beautiful that needs an amount of recovery to get over when gone.  Black dress against peach skin.  Dark hair held up by magic, lips shining red.  I caught a glimpse of you but my eyes were captured.  Held hostage.

Beautiful girl, keep looking as you do.  You can make someone’s day.

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