Well shod

She strutted down that street in her two tone shoes
High heels tapping clacking beating out the news
Real woman approaching fully awake and alert
Entrancing me with the rhythmic swing of her skirt
Hem swishing and moving just above those knees
I saw her I loved her I so wanted just to please
She looked fiery she looked flighty she looked complete
Oh how that lady there took full command of that street
She most certainly saw me
She chose to just ignore me
As with head held so high
She progressed regally by
My eyes caressed her
They undressed her
Took in her fire
Maybe I gave a moan of desire
She saw me she looked at me her gaze took me in
She heard me she observed me she gave me a grin
Just for a second I imagined she could be mine
I think at that moment the sun began to shine
Then those two toned shod lovely clad two feet
Took her down across the road and out of our street
I chose a place to stand which just had to be right
For me to watch her progress way out of my sight

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