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She has beautiful hands
written on 031120
Copyright © 2005 J Hansson

I watched you the other day. Or at least your hands. Beautiful slender fingers. Nails; not considered long nor short. You keep them tidy. Not because you're a lesbian but because you don't want to fall into a typical category.

You planted a couple of flowers and got distracted as you shoved the fork into the ground. You sliced your hand pretty bad.
You must be pretty tall. The nurse who took care of your nasty cut had small hands compared to yours. I love tall women. Tall. Not Taller.
I don't know your age. I'm guessing something like 35 years old judging by your hands. No distinct veins but not smooth skin as the average mid 20s woman either. Your inheritage has a great part in your gorgeous look too. Golden brown skin. I wondered if your hands were as warm as they looked. I wanted to reach out and feel them but I couldn't. You were too far away.

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I saw you on the bus today. I was searching for a seat and you caught my eyes. When I saw you yesterday I thought you were my first crush. You have the same face as her. But there were too many people and I didn't feel too well. You took your brother's hand and led him of the bus. I let you go without knowing for sure who you are. Your white hat caught my eye today when I searched for an available seat. I looked at you once and when I noticed I had seen you before I looked again. I wasn't sure if you were my First Crush or not. But you can't be. She would never smile at me like you did. Never hold the eyes like you did You are a pretty girl, Miss Infatuation. From the look of you I could tell you recognized me too. Beautiful chocolate brown eyes. A strand of hair sticking out from under your white hat. You have long hair, I can tell. There was a nob at the back of your head where the hair strap was. Before I passed you, you smiled as if you had failed at something and thought "Damn it. Oh well". I don't know why but I reflected the same smile. I chose a seat two seats behind you and wondered why you had smiled at me like that. I still thought you might be my first crush. But you can't be. You looked younger than her. Are you 19? You look like nineteen. But with a brother age 12 I wonder. I couldn't help but to watch you when you turned your head to look out the window. The colour of your skin looked great against that yellowish white scarf of yours. A cute baby troll nose. Yeah I know. You would probably hate to hear that. But it's a cute one. The kind of nose I would love to kiss goodnight. I was meant to jump off ten minutes after I got on but I had to see where you got off to make sure you were not my long lost love. You took your brother and as you stepped off you glanced at me. You don't know it but I turned around and watched you walk towards the cinema. So thank you, dear Miss Infatuation, for these 20 minutes of bliss. I have missed that kind of feeling and I will cherish the memory.

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