Mirage

Mirage

Okay, you are walking alone in the desert.

The sun beats down and sweat runs into your eyes

Then out of the heat this woman comes running at you

And you can’t believe it,

Because nothing like this ever happens to you.

Anyway she comes jogging along, her long legs pumping.

And her breasts sway from the left to the right

And your eyes are driven left to the right

And your heart beats in time with her small petite feet.

Her hair is long and blonde and floats out around her head

Her eyes are wide and her lips are lush

Her tee shirt floats up to reveal her tanned navel and down

To her short, short, shorts revealing curvaceous skin

You look left, you look right

And sigh, no one is going to believe this,

Because nothing like this ever happens to you.

She runs all the way up to you and with a smile

She slugs you in the face and yells something like sexist!

And you plunge to the sand, your tongue sticks to your teeth

And she runs away into the haze and shimmering heat.

Dazed and shocked you lie on the hot ground

You look left, you look right

And you know that you aren’t going to believe this

Because this never happens to you.