Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens

Her eyes half asleep with a little lip bite and a small smile easy on the eye,
she is not your average flirt.

Lips sweet and red as cherry wine waiting to tell a prose,
the words coming from this lady,
not your average story.

No eyes ever so blue, a smile that brings new heights,
she is a lady, not your average flirt.

Her walk a little silly,
beautiful hair that flows on a windy day,
she is easy on the eyes.

No touch so fervent and rich in the way she listens,
she is easy on the ears.

Her eyes half asleep, never blind looking at her spirit,
her speech is never your average talk.

Her walk a little silly always elegant, with a touch fervent never to be burned by her fire.

Her ears always ready to listen, she embraces the words been said.

That lady is not your average flirt.

Elke Stevens 25/05/2018 Belfast