Hey, little lady in the blue-green car
Why not stay awhile, and not go far?
You've driven around the block, three times now
Eyes focused clearly on me, but road won't allow
A sparkle in the blue to match the coat
Hair whipping in the breeze as you gloat
A vibration between two souls felt, as hum tickles
A place deep down in body, as hot blood trickles
And the desire to reach out and touch
Is superseded by guttural sounds, such
As "Hello" and "Goodbye" each time you pass me
And all I'm left with is the plate's image, which I see
Lingering on in the morn's after-shadow
As you turn the corner, pausing to show
Your hesitations made, when each time you passed
Were deliberate, to give me a chance to see the mask
A clear, pretty round face, with eyes blue
Surrounded by flowing raven hair, no do
Just the naturalness of a face so clear and so clean
And underneath - a trim and petite body, so very lean
Won't you please come back again this way?
My arms yearn to reach out to hold you one day
Sometime when you're not so busy putting on a show
And so choose to get down to the real deal to follow
Please, pretty little lady in the blue-green car
Travel around this way once more, unmarred
And be ready to stay awhile so we can exchange words
Perhaps exchange even more than just our sounds heard
What do you say, K88 4EC
How's about a tryst between you and me?
- Tristram
(c) Christopher W. Thomas
9:37am Saturday, June 6th, 1998