She walked with a confident stride,her long legs spaced quite far apart with each step,
for a woman I thought.
That's what caught my attention.
I watched from the bus stop across the roadthe large shop windows seemed to frame each step,
like those slow motion camera stills we used to see.
She had long legs and was obviously tallslim legs but not skinny - blue jeans -
and long brown boots that came to just below her knees.
She walked with a confident strideand there was strength in her legs,
those long legs,
long slim legs ending in long brown leather boots.
I watched her from across the roadas her long legs took her confidently forward
to wherever she was going,
her long slim legs walking,
framed by the shop windows as she passed them.
She walked with a confident stridecarried along by her long legs,
her long slim legs.
There was power in her legs,her long, slim legs,
and I liked her....