2003 - Nausau Encounter
i met a man from Paris, France
with long tan legs in short white pants
gorgeous can’t describe his face
he looked real fine in every place
his voice was sexy, soft and svelte
a french accent that made me melt
he followed me for a day or two
he whispered once, “let me kiss you”
he said. “come for a walk, it will be ok”
then he spoke in french but i walked away
he was there again the next afternoon
he said he was leaving for Paris soon
“come for a walk” he coaxed again
with that velvet voice and innocent grin
i told him how flattered i was that he
had found such a strong attraction to me
he said i was bella (nice? in french)
I almost caved in to his sweet accent
no, i didn’t budge, and he left with no kiss
and i left with a story to tell my sis.
