The most beautiful woman of the world.

The most beautiful woman of the world.

A Story by Ed JL
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Harry Somers - Suite for Harp and Chamber Orchestra.

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I have met the most wonderful creature ever seen in this land. A woman with powerful eyes and skin that exudes character. She has the greatest smile that I have ever imagined in my entire life; with wide-open eyes and long black hair. But she is actually married.

They seem to be one of the most exceptional couples on Earth. He's a kind of serious man, and she is just perfectly beautiful. Precious. Astonishing. And I can't believe that she is married. I might even think that she is barely engaged, but not married as a final status of life. We talked a little while we were walking, and it was impossible for me not to see myself with her sharing my life. It's not a matter of opportunities indeed, I'm not late in this history of life. I am perhaps not for her in any circumstances, but I can't relieve myself of the imagination of this possible shape in my mind. We are not close to each other. We just walked away as soon as we reached our destination. I was a fool thinking of her, happy at last because she is married and happy.

She can't stop smiling due to this. Her eyes are always shining, and she has the prettiest humor ever, maybe because of the marriage. Jokes and tricks filled our trip before the end, and I can't believe what a dumb person I am.

She is married and beautiful. Beautiful as anyone who could never be as glorious as she is.

She's married, and that's all I have to say.

Ed.

© 2023 Ed JL


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