Excuse me Miss

I was at a café chill type of vibe….
Downtown Soho listening to the Tribe…
Walked in saw this butta pecan with a smile….
I approached her ask if we could conversate a while….
She thought it was dope that I had no fear…
The way I approached with no disrespect seemed kinda rear…
Excuse me miss I love your style can I get ya name…
Smiled back said Jeanette can you do the same…
I’m A-Boog nice to meet you boo…
Love your accent and it’s kinda sexy too…
Feeling your style and fashion it’s kinda hot…
Gotta compliment hot it fits it’s kinda rocks…
Anyway, I don’t wanna waste your time or space….
But I’m loving ya hips the way they fit your waist…
Hazel eyes with the right smile got me acting a fool….
I could see us hanging out a minute if that’s cool….
I got a whole lot to say but your lips got me froze…
It’s definitely right how your body fit those clothes…
Damn I said it backwards but let’s move on….
In my head there’s nothing God can improve on…
Slow it down then take it back to her charm…
I love the way she listens as she touches my arm…
I could tell she into me how her body shredded me…
I asked for her number, but she was two steps ahead of me…
She assured me she was having an amazing time…
Started laughing when I said some crazy line…
She gave me her digits then I slid her mine…
Made plans on meeting up for dinner and wine…
Walked her to her Range Rover then bid her good night…
Envisioning later what a good poem I could write…