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As She Walks In

As she walks in,
i would’ve tasted the fragrant ambrosia,
she’s like an alluring beauty from Polynesia,
I could’ve admired her in awe, yet I was looking away after the first glance,
sense of ravenous nature, yet the innocence left me in trance,
I should’ve embraced her elegance tightly in my arms,
but it’s her honestly of life, beds of thorny roses that was the alarms!

As she walks in,
I would’ve danced with her, I’m the devil in the pale moonlight,
swaying away gently, holding her tightly, through the night,
I could’ve charmed her, with my wits of the bard,
sense of her sapiosexuality, melting me away, yet I was on guard,
I should’ve subtly touched her, with a warm embrace,
like the moment of righteousness,
looking at a beauty with a devine grace,

As she walks in,
I would’ve serenaded her with sensual poetic verses till she blushed,
sitting calmly and gently breathing her charms, intoxicating my eyes till it’s flushed,
I could’ve turned towards her, and graced her with my flushed eyes,
a passionately subdued gentlemen, honoring her boundaries, wondrously wise,
I should’ve searched my soul, seeing the brightness glow in the dark,
her gentle smiles, the moment of calmness, lighting up the room with her charms!

As she walks in,
I would’ve not known her traumatic life and her strives,
like an immature idiot, I’d try to mesmerize her with romantic lies,
I could’ve promised her, let’s paint the town with glistening red,
like the lushness of her lips that I had the instant strong urge to taste,
I should’ve been more sensitive, listening to her stories instead of telling just mine,
“darling! You need to open your heart, find your girlhood, and tantalizingly shine!”

As she walks in,
I would’ve inclined to play it’s safe, just simply wine and dine, without the rhymes,
Japanese, Italianese or simply English, served with a helping of rosemary and thymes,
I could’ve tried looking harder through the stained soul glass of hers,
the sensuous Angel walking down towards me, glowing like stars crushing her fears,
I could’ve fallen to my knees in prayers, like a tailor, swiftly seeking for a blissful life in heaven,
yet the light that she brought on, with the natural smiles put on, her desires out there, simply lights the fire in the Seven!






Written by XiaoLong
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Author's Note
Inspired by Would’ve Should’ve Could’ve by Taylor Smith
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