Saw you walking

   
Saw you walking in the mall.    
    
Short skirt, high heels, walking tall.    
Wiggly butt, bouncy bust, quite the doll.    
Styled up hair, perfect lips, the power to enthrall.    
Strutting walk, sideways look, did you see me at all?    
    
On your way to dine and dance.    
    
Did  you, maybe, glimpse me askance?    
My love (and lust) for you, unnoticed, perchance?    
You gave me not even a glance.    
Is it true, I never had a chance?    
    
I remember when first we met.    
    
I'll never forget, you were the coquette.    
I, my Juliet, was an honored cadet.    
We should have been the perfect duet.    
It should have been kismet.    
    
That was then, but this is now.    
    
When I asked, you raised an eyebrow.    
My love (and lust) I did avow.    
Your response was, ciao.    
I thought, wow, meow.    
    
Are my dreams never to be satisfied?    
    
My love (and lust) you could not abide.    
My proposal you pushed aside.    
Our permanent separation you implied.    
With your wish I have complied.    
    
My reverie, my grail, lost, died.    
Not even once will we meet bedside?    
Ne'er will you delight in me inside?    
Not ever will I experience you astride?    
    
Could it be that the truth to me you could not confide?    
I was white, was it your black pride?