Imagine a balcony on the second floor.It has a big wide glass door,rough edges,white color head to bottom.He's standing there leaning on his right foot,enjoying a good smoke while watching the people below him.The jeans on him fit perfectly into the fancy new kicks.He's wearing a blue jacket,it looks like one of those biker jackets only its not leather.Hair covering his ears,gently tilted to the right;the color is dark,which makes his green eyes seem like a show-off.His left eyebrow is pierced there's a tunnel in his left ear.It's like he is waiting for something,or someone.
And there she is,sophisticated and with that adult apparel,yet acting childish and young.Darken blue dress that goes down to where the knees begin,gently stretched on her perfect body.Dark,tall heels that make her beautiful legs stand out.The top clothing is roughly described as a white blouse,cause the moment you look up,it's like her eyes will not let you go.Those precious sea-blue eyes that just take your breath in an instant.Her red flaming hair is the last piece,and only then,you have the Mona Lisa in front of your eyes.
To be continued..
Love,Just.
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