Everybody Recycles

Once upon a time I met her.
We said "hello" like everybody does.

But goddamn, she was so special to me.
So beautiful you almost had to look twice;

I know I certainly looked
several more times as if to check to

make sure she was real.
Her smile was so genuine,

the kind of smile that
made you feel so warm that you somehow
just forgot the sensation of cold had ever existed.

And style?
Yeah, she had style.

Just the type of style you were
looking for,

no matter who you are. Her personality,
it glowed, it

enchanted, and it amazed.

She was all around stunning.
A knockout,
in every form of the word.


I'm still not sure when we met, but it had of
been in the summer, she smelled just like summer.

Just the other day we said "good-bye".
I hope I never see her again.