My Dream Guy

I sat listening intently to the tune the band played The words the singer sang were the nicest I had heard Talked about hidden love, about the heartache and disaster Then I saw him a dashing young man, my heart's beating faster With down cast eyes I peer through dark lashes Can see the guy I fancy, dare I do a few ankle flashes This was so decadent in my day and age Girls sat demurely smiling, never showing the urge Saw his eyes wander to where my ankles lay bare his flushing face showing that he did care. I saw him slowly walk across the carpeted floor I quickly rose from my chair went through the door In the garden he found me, my nose in a rose Please be careful he said, bees also love those I smiled, dimples showing gathered my skirt Tripped gaily down the path, giggling like a flirt He touches my hand holding it close to his heart Was when I woke up, with one heck of a start. I had dreamed I was Garbo in a great film My leading guy, was the dashing Errol Flynn. Penned July 14 2015