Poetry

She came in through the door, 
all eyes went upon her.

She walked in with a stride, 
that made us all strive, 
oh she was so nice.

She looked my kind of type, 
with a figure of a perfect size, 
my eyes unwilling to leave her breathless sight.

She walked up to me with a craving for me, 
wanting to have her possession over me. 

She took me by suprise, 
when she took me to the side, 
and kissed me in the moonlight.

When i took her to my side,
she told me another time,
that was when i came to know,
she was the lady of my mind.