Lady in Red

Lady in Red, the magic from her charm.
Red ruby lips as you sip that grey goose martini. Sitting at the corner underneath
a neon sign.

In a dim candle light that dances.
Your eyes in an enchanting glow.
Only makes you stare.
 Your wavy red hair like a wild brush fire
 coming down your shoulders.

Lady in Red, her long red nails run across
the rim of the glass, mischievous and
misleading. A playful smile.

You start to wonder as she sits casually.
 She crosses her legs taking a bite of the olive.
Her red stileto heels fire engine red makes
her taller.

Lady in Red, passion is what you see. Every
sip she takes makes her more appealing.
The red lip stick stain from your lips as you
kiss the martini glass.

Across from where you sit, you sip calmly that
bitter old fashion to balance the night.
Lady in Red is gonna take your breath away.

You try to speak but, the words break in
silence. She notices and smiles back as she
brushes her hair away.

Heart beats when she looks at your eyes.
You can't help but, turn away. To look back
like a fiery phoenix she is gone in an instant blaze.

Walking to the table all that you find is an empty martini glass and her red lip stick stain on a napkin. You just know you just met the Lady in Red. A Lady in Red no one can compare.