Sex Appeal

He was standing near the door
in snake skin patterned boots.

His hair was almost to his shoulders
it was wavy with layers
but not in a pretty way
in an 80's way.

There was something about him
he had this strange appeal
and although he had all the calling cards
of some kind of lay about
I couldn't help but imagine
taking him to bed.

He was almost a rock star
I was drawn to him
in a way I'm not used to
I almost felt like leaning against him
and whispering something near his ear.

Just one night.

But the fluorescent lights
and the atmosphere
were a little wrong.

As I knew he would,
he got off the bus
before my stop.