It was a rainy, cold, and dreary type of day.
At its best it was even boring, you might say.
The hostess was very sweet but not very hot.
She didn�t talk very much but smiled a lot.
I sat with my mind racing through work stuff.
People around me probably thought me gruff,
But everything changed when that lady came.
My insignificant life will never be the same.
Her eyes were those of a Goddess queen to me.
They danced and flirted with a certain raw glee.
Touched with a seductive wink and a flirt to match,
But she was still a wild animal ready to scratch.
This Goddess woman possessed a magical power
That dominated the room all during the lunch hour.
Passion�s spark flamed and devoured my soul.
She was the center of the room and in control.
With her short brown hair and long fingernails,
She dazzled with her special attention to the details.
When she touched her lips in that special way
My racing heart screamed in pain and started to pray.
Still she left my world with the same sassy walk
And I realized I never heard her even talk.
I knew deep down I would never again see her face
Her glory and beauty and spirit I would never embrace
It was sad to me that I would never know her story
I would never know the true depth of her glory
For one moment of heaven, I silently said thank you
My total admiration of her beauty she never knew.
