With saucer eyes wagging tail she illustrates what love is without a single word.

I should have

At a bar just outside of Atlanta she walked towards me with a smile, a tattoo that said, dynamite I should have but I didn’t ask to focused on her ass. Oh how the mind wanders in a dim lit place to my way of thinking she didn’t even have a face. I should have at least asked her name…


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