Reminding beauty.
What if I had the chance
the infinitesimal possibility
the lucky rendezvous
to see you again.
You
the perfect stranger female.
With your super model smile
with your all full of estrogen hair
with your perfectly feminine dress
your all too young allure
with your Louboutin shoes.
You
the princess of the hills.
The one descending
from the all too expensive condo.
With your perfectly manicured hands
with your all so cared skin
with your aerodynamic features
with your discrete
yet unmistakably
Tiffany’s jewelry.
With your all joy dancing.
I am still mesmerized.
I think of you
even if I only saw you once.
Last night.
You know I could not help
but to look at you
in total surrender.
Never knew your name.
I guess is something like
Allison.
You were with someone.
That is logical.
Girls like you are never alone.
Loving surrounds you.
I know that because
somehow
stupidly
I think I love you.
At least it feels like I do…
For now…