Smooth Silk Poem by Vincent Igwilo

His hands ruffled his hair
He adjusted his tie
And tightened his shoe lace

He went on an evening stroll
And toward every weird gaze
He chuckled knowingly

Muttered to a falling leaf
Smiled to a floating dandelion
As he walked on moon lit eve

He walked by a maiden
Arailed in smooth silk
He stopped and kissed her hand

And they burst out laughing
Having noticed people's attention
He carried her as they kept laughing.