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Nothing to prove
Fate has a reputation of suddenly and
Unexpectedly changing the course of life,
And so it was one busy lunchtime that I
found myself in town, waiting at a crossing,
And there in front me a life-changing,
Drop-dead gorgeous image of perfection,
Fabulous legs, wolf whistle shoes, standing
Only inches away from the kerb, her slender
Back only inches away from me. I knew at
Once should she turn round that I would fall
Instantly in love. Her hips, her hem, riding on
The wind as the traffic rushed by, so near, I
Could touch her, so far away, a Goddess with
Nothing to prove.
A beautiful girl in a summer dress, so light, so
Not there as to paint pictures I longed to see.
Were I to lift her up I knew I would feel the
Warmth of her body touching mine, her dress
No guard against intrusion, a little slight perhaps
But all there, her figure screamed 'Love me,'
And I was ready to oblige.
Forgive me if I go on a bit, but she was by far the
Most beautiful creature I have ever encountered.
I am drawing a picture of love at first sight, the
Magnetics of unfettered attraction, destiny if you
Like, supercharged seconds of reverie, when
A heart knows something extra-special is about
To happen, when time stands still and there are
Only two people left in the whole world.
Here I was trying to work out how to get her to
Turn round, and there she was clocking me
In a shop window opposite. Did a car pass too
Close to the kerb forcing her to fall backwards
Into my arms, or maybe was it some other agency
Secretly working in my favour, a bus perhaps or
A bicycle? To be honest, I don't know, I wasn't
Watching watching The traffic.
© Joseph G Dawson