That Girl Who Has Style

That girl who has style I see once in a while,

strutting her stuff either fancy or ruff.

She wears vintage clothes with some high-end fashion,

her dress sense is such that it must be a passion.

She takes lots of pictures all around town,

she calls to her friends and they all gather round.

They smile, they pose, they vogue and they pout,

and if so inclined they may just go out.

The parties are cool but the people are cooler,

some do pretend but they do not fool her.

She rides her town bike through the parks of the city,

hair in the wind so naturally pretty.

She likes indie films, she likes veggie cafes,

she like handsome boys who can make her laugh.

She likes coffee shops and festivals too,

not nearly as much as this poet likes you...

David, TCC