Charles Lara - Untouched

on
a
corner
in
the
bright
winter
sun
she
looked
cold
dressed
in
a
short
skirt
that
showed
her
long
beautiful
legs
as
she
slowly
walked
towards
the
busy
intersection
waving
for
a
cab
to
stop
as
the
wind
caressed
her
skin
exposed
by
her
opened
blouse
full
of
natural
beauty
for
no
season
had
touched
her
yet

Charles Lara

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