The women in the
windows
All dressed up in
fashion
Standing tall slim
size bodies
Slim fingers and
slender legs
Faces of beauty
long hair flowing down
Staring at me as I
pass by
They don’t say a
word or hello
They want me to
imagine
Staring at me as I
look
Straight into their
eyes
They don’t show any
emotion
They don’t show any
recognition
They just stand
there on parade
The women in the
windows
The mannequins crafted
in perfection
They will beat any
living models of the day
Standing in the
windows
Letting the eyes
see them all
I look up and walk
away
Leaving them to
stand in the windows
In the hot day sun
shining its heating rays
I start my car and
drive away
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