She strolled passed me with legs so long
Smooth as silk..
I wonder how they tasted
I wonder how they felt
She strolled passed me with a confidence in her stride
Knowing all she had to do was smile
And I would be hers..
and she would be mine..
She strolled passed me the wind beneath her stride
Her skirt slightly teasing me
Where was she going
And if she would return.
She strolled passed me...
And I knew I would wait..
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