55 Fiction # 14 – Wedding Ring

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Sitting by the bar I watched her dance

Long silken legs, hour glass curves made me weak,

Khol black hairs tumbling on shoulders,

engaging deep eyes, gave me a tweak,

intimating red lips, tempted me to alongside shake my hip,

while keeping the drink aside, I see my wedding ring
- reminds me to go home

                                                            -     Karan