#Fowc #Bewitching

You couldn’t put your finger on it,

the way this junior librarian looked her way

and you jumped right to it

Maybe it was her smile

or the way she had her hair

that captured her eye

you would share a drink at lunchtime

while the boys just stared and looked

and the cat stared from her handbag – their goose was cooked

But meeting that night – impossible

as off in the air she’d fly

leaving you down on terra firma

as she flew through the stars in sky