I first heard your heels on the concrete as you made your way from the parking garage to the back entrance of the building. Then I saw your perfect legs that ended in those heels of the softest color of pink. I found myself lucky enough to be waiting for the elevators with you, but I still had not seen your face. There was just this aura of something beautiful that just emanated from you. When you got in the elevator and turned around I had this internal moment of "holy sh*t she's gorgeous." The amazing blonde hair, the perfect little black dress and the killer shoes, that moment was like being in the presence of a goddess. You got off on the 4th floor and I told you to have a good day. Boy I wish I worked on the 4th floor. You make the world a beautiful place with that smile. I hope I have the pleasure of running into you again.
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