A Haunting Beauty

Her beauty haunts me like a ghost
In the peripheral with my eyes shut
I still see the features of her delicate face
Lingering on the edge of the darkness
Brighter than a silhouette against the moon
Caramel skin with golden undertones
Seeing dimples when she smiles at me
And those luscious lips that invite me in
A beautiful dark mole above her mouth
Waves of her long sleek hair hanging down
And those big bold eyes staring into my soul
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