Brunette In Black Stockings

Lonely stranger –

The Goddess of imperious pleasure

She was sitting at the next table

Hidden behind the velvet of shadows and cigarette

Smoke

Her crossed legs in black stockings

Peerless feet in stiletto heels shoes

Brightly painted toenails

Drew a picture of unreal dreams

And I was there

In my mind I pulled off fine nylon from these slender

Legs

Sniffing their scent

Kissing the soft skin

While she was sipping vintage wine

Smoking a light cigarette

Until she noticed my close attention

So evidently paid to her

And then I saw her speaking eyes

So mysterious and promising

I heard a whisper of her sensible lips

Offering to follow her

Lonely stranger –

The Goddess of imperious pleasure

She was sitting at the next table

Hidden behind the velvet of shadows and cigarette

Smoke

Her crossed legs in black stockings

Peerless feet in stiletto heels shoes

Brightly painted toenails

Drew a picture of unreal dreams

And I was there

In my mind I pulled off fine nylon from these slender

Legs

Sniffing their scent

Kissing the soft skin