The Scent of a Woman

You know the feeling, we all do, of numbing darkness suddenly giving way to glorious sunshine,

Your heart is waiting to explode as you wait for any kind of signal or a sign

You wonder. Is she giving me the glance once over or the glare?

The tap of the stilleto, the batting of eye lashes, the mystery of a woman with all that flair.

You want her, you need her, beg her to stare,

should you crack a wild joke?

or pretend to be the strong and silent bloke?

Should you sing, leaving your heart bare?

Let her see the real deal,will she fix you?

she might just rip then eventually tear.

The mystery of a woman with all that flair..