Doing some shopping in a nearby village

Italy I think it was

Sun beating down over a building in the square

I saw her looking my way

I could discern she was shy, or was it hard to get?

Reading her lips she said to her female companion;

“I’m going over”

My heart pounded as I prepared to be James Bondish.

Her youthful and model appearance bounced in slow motion

leaning on the light pole I gave her that one raised eyebrow look.

I just might still have that mature attraction.

Sheepishly she asked;

“Sir do you know what time it is?”

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