I Never Met You

Long legs and thighs,

dark as the night.

she walks so slender,

a sexy droll,

almost like a heart

running past my soul

 

watch it, waver,

cast a stare;

a hand to hold

and a place at my table,

rough as this road you walk,

heavy and long,

she takes those legs to use,

with my empty table

in the back of her van.