A Hundred miles to walk !

She had a benevolent mature behavior

For a younger women with less features she was simply ageless

I fell in deep love with her exotic taste!

She had a marvelous figure

The way she was beautifully displayed in glass case

She was European dressed

In a fabulous Gucci backless dress

She had a pasty white

Andy Warhol painted face

Rich in quality

Long legs that matched her long gated torso

on the end of her mannequin foot

She wore a very expensive

Giuseppe stiletto

It drove me crazy to look @ her that way

I fantasized about her from a rare book I found in a damp alleyway

With amazing models with this same look

But she stood out amongst the best

She was taller then the rest

Plus she had that smooth leather look

That kind of custom leather fit

That Rose Royce Phantom choice

That expensive taste in European luxury

Women of course?

That slick smell of orange pomade

I let my real fingers run through your hair waves

I was brave enough to take a chance on you

I wish you were real so you could feel like I do

I am not crazy?

I just fell in real love with a women that looks like you

So I use you?

I will never see her again

I can see you everyday of my life

I walk this same way

I stop in look @ your beautiful display

It always reminds me that

I have a hundred miles lift to walk before I am home