the skirt...

those legs

curvy legs in
high heels

as you sway that luscious
ass in front of me

with your pretty
floral skirt
with tails that flick
between your walking legs

wishing i could flick
like those tails
there
only my tail would be
my tongue

naughty girl

with my thoughts

smiling, standing now
behind you
to breathe you in

one last time before

the light turns

green

and, poof

you are gone

you, a reason why i
love the city
me, this not-at-all
city-girl

but visions like you
keep me chained to the
downtown core

a brightness to my
dreary day

thank you,
skirt and legs

© ~wicked~
note: my inspiration while trapsing to the bank one day