As i waited for my ride
this fine honey coated sister
walked past;
To shy for words i blew a kiss
and winked,
a smile separated her face
separating her lips,
to show her jewels
shining like a million stars
in a light free city;
she spoke and her voice sounded like
water falls of death
{i say death in the since of love}
sadly it brought a smile to my face
her name and number she left but still
she left with no signs of being present.
