A Vision, Enticing and Fair

Her face Her haunting eyes The luscious red lips... Shuffling midst leaves between his feet Meandering emotions of desire A fog in his head, swimming upstream Then lifting, replaced by the pure heat of fire Her soft auburn hair The slope of her shoulders The sway of her hips and her waist... He plots his next move midst mounting fear Would he ever whisper his passion in her ear The rain poured down now, soaking his clothes He'd ring her doorbell, give her that rose Aloft in a mist Lighter than air A vision, enticing and fair... He'd purchased the flower, shaved and showered Hustled cross town, though late was the hour Finger poised on her doorbell, his decision unmade ~ At the sight of two silhouettes intertwined on her shade