Lady of the night.

Through the haze of the smoke
The shadowy figure of a woman slowly approached me
Under the low dim lit street lamp
I saw -
Her gaze fixed on mine as she drew nearer
Her heels clicked on the cobblestone
As her body sashayed back and forth
Her scent of aroma filled the cold chilly air
It was exotic and mysterious
She was intoxicating

Her hair was long and fiery red
Those eyes were seductive green
Her lips like cherries red with delight
Her skin delicately soft white like snow
She showed no sign of age or worn
She had a face to fine to behold
immaculate and perfect in every way

She was every mans dream
As she stood before me
Tall and statuesque
She was everything I longed for - wanted
All I desired

As she smoked her last cigarette down
Her lips pursed from the smoke
Escaping slowly as it drifted into nothingness
She smiled -

The sound of music in the distance
Gypsies playing to our content
Removed any darkness there was between us
We gestured with eyes
Conversation wasn't necessary

Her breathe was warm as it nestled into my shoulder
We took each others hands
Without Pause
Without Consequence
Both ignited by a strange force
Both united in one thought

We danced
And than we DANCED again -
All night............

I awoke to find myself alone
Thinking if she was a dream
I checked my wallet to find it empty
YUP it was real -

TheWhistler