Perfect.

She she stared at me Sway hipped and deliscous The fabric of her dress Clinging and see through Red lucious lips Pouting for all the world to see Eyes the deepest blue Mascara thick and inviting Blonde hair wavey That seemed to move with the warm wind That embraced me As our world became smaller and smaller The intimacy had started six meters away When I first saw her And her I Now it had intensified beyound beleif Almost to breaking Point I know you her eyes told me And I knew her As I had seen her every day for Two years The desire building Day by day Week by week I knew one day I had to have her If only there was just one little flaw This perfect woman Every man's fantasy Every woman's nemisis Was almost to perfect As if some how she embodied all that was asectic In our society All that is unattainable Yet mezmerising for that very fact And desirable beyound compare She had it She knew it I wanted it Two am in the morning No one around Brick thrown Through three mill Deafning the sound of shattering glass Reaching in I grapped her With no time to think I carried her under arm  across town Away from the scene of the crime To a safer place To a world I knew she would understand My artist's studio For I knew All that she needed Was a pair of wings Perfect.As a result of working ten hours a day and in sales at xmas Anything might come out....... Written December 23rd, 2001 © on Dec 22 2001 04:36 PM PST   0 • 9