The Lady In The Red Dress Poem by Lavell Wallace

She walks out the door into the dark city where nobody known,
havent you seen that woman lately coming in and out every night?
That smell of perfume while she is walking towards the moonlight,
that passional smile brings deep into my eyes how can i see her.
While she walks with slient taps you can hear miles away,
wearing high red pumps makes it wild you would go crazy on.

She could be in danger while walking into the urban streets,
shes facing a life threating time of day with her bright clothing.
I could be more absultely in love with this woman,
something about her turns me on like something jumped out my bed.
The lighty smoke coming out her mouth with red lip stick.
looking straight out the door into my hallway coming my way.
I often not to be scared because I was the one watching her.

She knocks on the door while I pretended nothing has happened,
she asks for directions in a smoove voice of a singer.
After we was done i decided to notice her idenitiy,
The Lady In The Red Dress......