Croisée au parc lundi dernier (Topic: Head)
An Encounter in the Park Last Monday
We met in the park last week. I don’t know your name, but I will always remember your face. It’s impossible to forget the dimples that appear in your cheeks and your chin when you smile.
We were both out walking our dogs. When we passed each other, they started playing together. You greeted me with a knowing look before going on your way. What a look! Since that day I’ve felt like a prisoner of your big blue eyes. Your enchanting smile and aquiline nose occupy all of my thoughts. I my dreams, I see you tuck your long red hair behind your ears to stop the unruly strands from falling across your forehead.
Maybe I’m lucky enough that you liked me too? My hair is brown, like my beard, and curly. I was wearing a check shirt that day. If you remember me and would like to see me again, don’t hesitate to call.