A Mysterious Woman
Standing defiant, her feet are apart,
Black fishnets from her thighs to the ground,
I’m mesmerized by this woman standing so proud,
She leaves me completely spellbound,
With black boots on a heel, short skirt and a shirt,
Buttoned half way up to its top,
I’m blown away with her blazing blond hair,
As she stands inside the book shop,
Gently pushing, with dark reddened fingertip nails,
Her glasses to the top of her nose,
Her red lips smile at me, as I stand like an idiot,
My mind emptied, I stuttered, I froze,
For this short moment of the day, I belonged to her,
I stood like a useless small clown,
I stood in front of her dominant stance,
My mysterious woman, I fell in love with, down town.
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