Dressed to impress,
In a black and blue suit.
Boots strapped on,
Adding an extra 12cm,
To my 165.
And she,
She is the epitome of beauty.
Simple dark blue dress,
Loose hair falling over the back,
And a jittery leg as she sits.
She keeps looking around,
As I do.
But where I stop,
She continues,
Eyeing off the dresses of red and gold,
Light blue and pink trails,
And her eyes pass right by me.
