Your life has been one
of wealthy opulence
surpassing the Parisian
.... more about Monte Carlo

How is this to be played
.... you walk away
seemingly disinterested
yet an occasional glance
of much practiced flirtation
says otherwise ....

Nice poise my dear
that way you carry yourself
I know you're class
that quintessential beau
of classically enhanced charm
every fibre coating your skin
tells the same story
one of form that comprehends perfectly
every minute instance of movement
each graceful flow that cascades
without fault into the next
finely balanced traces of finshing school
a reminiscence as you once again pass
so near by now

I cannot help but note your scent
one of richly lavish fragrance
that retains its quality of allure
with only a hint of application
I being no stranger to expensive flavours
so I know what you are
and I might happen to have garnered
an appreciation for refinements
somewhere along my travels

There again you've appeared
changed your clothes into an attire
more suited to seduction
nothing even hinting at debase
echoes of Audrey Hepburn
or perhaps Catherine Zeta-Jones
it all depends upon your aspect
the postion of your stance
as sunset peers lazily
in through the lobby
and catches your body with highlights

I mark the multitude of facets
that make themselves apparent
as finally our eyes lock
for longer than the briefest moment
and I find myself once more drawn
to arise before the beckoning stare
of a Lady by birth
and instigate a conversation in words
that are finely metered with a poise
of crafted prose
designed to alight the mind
and cajole the senses
with an air that creates a scene
of timeless floating upon the Riviera

Then she turns a certain smile
her eyes motion a sleight of hand
towards the marble stairwell
.... and I know
this is the way the game plays