Lonely Looking Girl

Maroon faded velvet dress with enough leg to
spare for someone else.

Boots of a sensible streetwalker
and bag to match.

Night does her justice,
her shining great earrings pay homage
to the summer sunrise.

A walk of polite uncertainty,
like nobodies home.

Hair with a yellow phosphoric glow
accentuated by the night that follows her home
and tucks her into bed.

A slow sidestep of her face twitches in the
shadows of my eye as she rummages for the keys to her refuge inside her matching bag.

Now, she's gone..
..forever like the passing wind
as she skips reluctantly inside.