Monday, May 11, 2009

Flirt in a white dress

You look at her with calculation
A turning and clicking brain

Her shy smile of silly flirtation
Subconsciously become lustrous and vain

Small talk, hushed messages whispered incognito
She has lovely hands, fingers slender and pretty

A sexy pose, hips out, chest up, and pointed toes
You transform goofy, alluring, but charmingly witty

But its only a quick pass-the-time game
Small and insignificant but still playfully silly

A wink for you
my flirty little kitty
Until next time I bid thee adieu!