No real chance

No real chance

I see you come into the Coffee shop you get a drink and take a seat, you look so very sexy it gives my eyes a sexual treat

You sit so elegantly but in that skirt I can see your lace covered thighs, your legs are so very curvy but I'm hooked on your gorgeous eyes

I'm trying to look casual I know it's so very rude to stare, you just sip your coffee and look at your phone it's like you haven't got a care

I move my seat slightly so I can see further up your skirt, you uncross your legs seductively, you're such a naughty sexy flirt

Still you've not raised your head I begin to wonder what are you checking on your phone, is it a message from your partner or are you actually single and living on your own

I can't believe your single for one second I'm sure there must be a queue, a long line of hopeful men who want to get with you

Mesmerized by your beauty I realised I had joined that hopeful queue, another man living in a dreamland knowing I've no real chance with you

Ron