April 25, 2011 11:51 pm
Her freshly coiffured hair
Stopped me in mid pace
Perfect make –up, flawless face
Her skirt sat crisply upon her hips,
Her blouse floated gently down
Her shapely legs swished, smooth, sharp and sheer
And I thought that I saw a strap, thin and taut
Perhaps a bow, I am not sure
And a glimpse of lace, momentarily, then gone.
It was a back zip you know, with button fastening
And a kick split
It finished just above the knee
But the crowd engulfed her
In a sea of grey
Until the next day
Posted by garylongden
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