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I met you in the afternoon yesterday (8/21) at your booth selling rose jewelry. At first I stopped by to admire the jewelry, but after we ran into each other on my way away from your stand, and you called out that it was “a shame (you) missed me at (your) booth” I couldn’t help but come back to admire you, too. I don’t often notice when people flirt with me, but, my handsome jeweler, your unabashed comments made me blush wildly, and you made me remember just how much I miss that feeling. I wanted to go back to properly introduce myself, but I faltered a moment too long, and lost the will of the moment. I was the lass with copper hair, with a golden brown skirt, and wrapped in a green/brown shawl. I’d love to have a picnic in the park with you before you go back to SoCal, Colorado, or wherever it is that you’re landing now.
Sincerely,
Your fleur à tenir
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