Once I Stalked A Beautiful Woman

I stalked a beautiful woman

A few years ago

When my gait was still shy

And I was not yet beautiful

I stalked a beautiful woman

With quivery  bosom and 

Ample hips

She had a dainty walk on heels

And a loud talk I heard

Even in my dreams

I tried her walk on heels

Buy my ankles got swole

Stuffed my chest with tissue

But they fell off by the way

I tried her loud talk

But my voice was too deep

A day came and she gave me a ride home

I sat flushed in her presence 

Her beauty stifling  me

I ran up the stairs ‎and cried 

For my tongue had failed me

I wished I asked the questions

Now milling in my heart

For some time 

She went away from our very little town 

I sat on her spot in church each Sunday

For I wanted to see the world

Through the eyes of this pretty woman

Then she returned 

Even more beautiful as you please

Bosom still quivery

But I no more was enthralled

Hips still ample 

But no more was I dazzled

Her talk was still loud 

But it ceased to feature in my sleep

And I never ever stalked the beautiful woman

For I too had become beautiful