Lawrence S. Pertillar

Gold Star - 94,856 Points (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

In The Denim She Glides - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I slow my car to a stop.
Get out and my jaw just drops.

In the denim she glides.
High heeled and switched thighs.
Oh my,
She's hot and fine.
But she's not mine...
To ride in my ride,
As I drive.

In the denim she glides.
I can't get her from my eyes.
When I walk by in disguise...
I realize feelings maximized.

Oh in the denim she glides.
I'd like to kiss her and fantasize...
She and I walk side by side,
And everybody says...
'They're two peas in a pot pie.'

Oh oh oh oh oh...
In the denim she glides.
High heeled and switched thighs.
Oh my,
She's hot and fine.
But she's not mine...
To ride in my ride,
As I drive.

I slow my car to a stop.
Get out and my jaw just drops.
While in the denim she glides.
High heeled and switched thighs.
Oh my,
She's hot and fine.
But she's not mine...
To ride in my ride,
As I drive.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 13, 2009



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