Of all the eyes that I have seen, be they blue, brown, hazel
or green, The ones that forever stayed in my head are those whose hair was the color red. When she smiled, her face was a-glow with the blinding wash
of sunlit snow. It burned the image of her emerald eyes deep into my heart, for I do not lie. We courted briefly when I was young, a naive boy with a hanging tongue. They let me look into her soul and impure thoughts became my goal. I never got between her thighs but I'll never forget those emerald eyes!
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