Across the room…

Seeing you, across the room;
Had been by chance and 
Now by choice. 
That day, when I sat behind you,
You had the most adorable pleat,
It was like a poetry in black. 
Today; today was perfectness
As perfect as that silk on you, 
As flawless as anyone can be
With that slit at the right place 
In right size…

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