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?”