My Lovely

From the alley, I peer around the brick wall,

Watching her

Just as I do everyday

She walks along the crowded sidewalk,

Her ruby red heels clacking against the cement

She dodges person after person

Her steps are hurried, carrying a sense of urgency

From this I know,

She's rushing to work, nearly late again

Like every other day this week

And for weeks, even months before

As she hurries along,

The pleats of her pale blue skirt follow the movement

The fabric rustles softly like the tail of a kite,

While her jet black hair billows behind

It glistens like a sheet of obsidian,

Appearing flawless

The legs shooting up from those heels

Are long, gorgeous, going on for days

The skin is slightly tanned, without blemish

I imagine it to be soft, silky and smooth

Like the finest of materials

In a moment of weakness, I find myself hungering to touch it

Oh, how I want it

To caress that beautiful flesh,

Flay and collect it for myself

To keep it forever

I desire nothing more

But I shake my head, clear those thoughts

It's not time for that,

Not yet

For now, I keep following from a distance

I watch, track, observe her

My own personal delight

To relish in her beauty and elegance

Is what fuels me day to day

It's not yet time

But soon,

It will be