Die Wespe der Blauen Lanze

One day while idly waiting
I saw a sight divine
I wasn’t anticipating
walking in the sunshine.

Her hair was bright as gold
and she held her head up high.
Her dress was vivid, short, bold,
and the color of the sky.

I couldn’t help but look
and watch her hips sway
with every step she took
as she walked along my way.

I sat there, slack-jawed, and observed
every hint of every curve.