She lays her heart on the floor

just to see who picks it up 

And she smiles just to see who looks

She is that kind of girl

She will return your wink with a shy look

and then she leaves, just because

She wears her large rimmed white hat and vermilion lipstick

to just tease the young at heart

She has always been like this

She looks at you with her honey colored eyes

melting away your fast beating heart 

and she knows you want to have her

She knows how kill you with love

She softly sings love songs in your ear when she fancies

and her silence is a treasure trove of her secrets

But she never tells.

She is my kind of woman.