A
fair Lady in the street
Staring
down at her feet,
With
Christian intentions
Affording
my directions
I
offered my right hand,
A
gesture so finely grand;
She
held my fingers fine –
Could
she be duly mine,
This
would be sublime,
Let's
see in some time.
She
gazed into my eyes,
A
nice pleasant surprise;
What
does she duly see
Looking
back at nice me,
A
Gentleman for sure
As
I opened up a door,
Then
offered her a seat –
Etiquette
aptly complete.
Then
to wine and dine
This
girl so nicely fine,
And
to notably entice
Being
reciprocally nice.
As
I walked her home
I
was humbly prone
To
give nice teases
With
little squeezes.
A
kiss before leaving,
Then
I'll be grieving
To
be in both her arms –
I
will be suffering alms.
©
Andrew Stevenson 10/04/2017
An edited piece.
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
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