Dusk centered before me
as I slowly moved through city streets.

Streets that held grand fantasies
sort after in my older days.
I was hoping for a moment
that would awaken senses
on a street covered by fading street lamps
and stale perfume.
I was hoping on the chance of finding something
that was missing in my mundane existence.

Then a SKIRT caught my view
moving in the wind
from passerby.
One that SLINKED across my vision
to upload senses of excitement.

Her smile crossed my eyes
causing heart to raced
as thoughts tried to catch up.

The SEMIOTICS of her body language
spoke to me as I slowly pointed
to an all night cafe nearby.

The sway of her hips told me...
she needed my warm hands to caress them.
The moving of her skirt mixed with smile
encouraged me to take it off and replace it
with some silken sheet covers.
And her pushing back of hair as she licked her lips.
told me it was time to take her hand.
for a special rondevu.

So.... walked off together
letting fate do the rest.