a Paris Rose quatre

"at market"

shade blocks shade on the market street
aroma filled the air of fruit's mingled sweet
light breeze blows a smelling nose
shopping for treats was a Paris Rose

long legs lally with V shade sunglasses
beauty of a flower stood out in the masses
black sheer stockings up to a garter
sellers selling and willing to barter

cucumber smile when hand feels skin
turning and looking, grinning a grin
fingers conform to its texture in strands
wrapped in it's smoothness both hands

long deep green deeply girth
a gentle nod to ask 'it's worth'
coins exchanged and pickle jarred
strawberries sweet, zucchini hard

peeled a nana and deeply taste
lips pulled texture along it's base
broken chunk sweetly munched in haste
giggling with cheek full of banana baste

batch to go and filled her sack
innocently owned her sensual tact
walking pleasures on the 'pari' roads
a lady from market, a Paris Rose