Her eyes lay on him like a hot summer day
Where his smile upon her gaze shone through her like a fresh breeze
and her breath became high and excited
Who was he? this man of no name, nor stead
She gave him a coy wave
and he waved back, full motions, manly and strong
She noticed how her face became red
Must it not be seen by him she thought
or must it.
He smiled flirtatiously and lifted another barrel
sweat gleaming off his chest
'Nice day ma'am' he said
'Umh, yes it is' she replied, her voice shrill
She lifted her dress and tiptoed back to the garden from the court
Heart fluttering, she cooled down with a glass of sherry and strawberries
In the distance he was still lifting barrels onto the truck
In the distance she could admire him