Pottery Corner 11

Think Pink

Lady in the flirty pink skirt
All summery and pert
Flower print around your legs
Stopped the cars and turned the heads
Passed by like a summer breeze
Turned my sunny thoughts to sleaze
With your flappy wrappy happy dress
Which hugged your curves and more or less
Stole my breath and left me shattered.

She caught my eye that lady
In the flirty pink skirt
With her head aloof and curt
She stopped the traffic passing by
Well, okay – poetic lie
But she made me park my car
When she showed on my radar
To watch and pike and pry
Stealing glances on the sly
If she knew how I had lusted
Do you think she'd be disgusted?
Well at least I'd like to think
That the flirty skirty goddess in the pink
Might actually be flattered.