Are you the one
who was sitting
at the outdoor cafe
located at Fifth and Elm
about three in the afternoon
last Friday?
Wearing that bright red hat,
stunning strapless black silk dress,
exquisite diamond necklace,
and a nice big pink carnation corsage
attached to the voluptuous bosom?
You ordered the spinach quiche
with white wine,
ate it so delicately
looking so incredibly refined.
I was mesmerized
by your enchanting vision of loveliness
couldn't move or speak,
but you have haunted
my every thought
since then.
Oh please, please
give this poor love torn heart
a chance to meet you?
Please reply to Box 696?
(P.S. Loved your handlebar mustache.
I was the one in the blue mu-mu
with shocking pink fright wig.
Compliments my red beard.)
Adding your comment:
and my Love
~ Desire~*~
