''Stand clear of the closing doors please'',
Is a refrain that greeted travellers in the
Cold wintry breeze in busy Manhattan,
As they stepped into the cab on the subway.
Five feet six and weighing about one twenty,
Walked past me in the cold winter breeze
Of New York City.I had just hopped off
The subway when my eyes beheld
This girl of my dreams walk past me.
As the lens of a camera captures its image
In an instant, so too I had managed to do.
They say beauty is in the eyes of the beholder,
So then, to make the adage true, this beholder
Beheld the beauty;five feet six and
Weighing about one hundred and twenty.
With the poet's eye I can see beauty in every race,
In God's splendid humanity on this brown earth.
In her graceful cadence was the step of the New Yorker,
Her chic dress revealed that women are fashionable
Even in the winter when the whitish snow
Falls from the sky and fastens itself with deliberate intent
To the top of roofs and parked cars and sheets the streets
With the cold asphalt of winter in January.
A multi-coloured scarf that fought to keep out the cold
And hide the beauty of a slender neck that
Propped up a head full of luxirious hair that a green beret
Tried in vain to cover.A beige long sleeved sweater peeped
Out from underneath a black winter jacket.
This was the girl of my dreams but did I dare?
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