Can Heidi Klum ( For Chris )

Can Heidi Klum ( for Chris ) She weaved her way On long delicate ankles Floating under loose summer dress No sign of a strap The crowd faded So much gossamer So few threads To scatter the shadows of form beneath her dress Swelling curving Blonde tied swing pony tail softly bobbing The sunlight falling A waterfall around her He sat unaware of his stare The half risen cup hovering between Her and his lip Trembled She smiled Was that smile meant for him Those luscious long legs floating her closer Movement lifting rising shudders feminine Bottom lip lowering Recognising; is that Heidi Klum The waltzing goddess of his dreams Sashayed ever closer to him Drink ignored and now spilling Heidi Klum walked right up to him All loose summer dress and no sign of a strap And smiling And with that curious glint only a woman has When she sees something she wants She swayed like magic Down to the seat that sat waiting for her He fumbled his cup and coughed But Heidi was all butter soft eyes and curves In sensual hands and body language of moist Parted lips in summer heat Should he stand, should he sit, his bum hovered between Should he offer his hand or proffer a kiss More the kiss he so would wish And Miss Klum hung poised to anticipate “Well,” she said, “big man, are going to buy a girl a drink?” And there he sat with Heidi Klum All soft curl and sexual loose summer dress With no hint of a strap His careful whit made her laugh And as the sun stretched its shadows along the walks They went together hip to hip and arm in arm The promised kiss stopped to linger with them And whispered another promise for the night to come