The walk of a confident being.
You promenade by ...
as if your legs where skyscrapers in the sky.
As they observe you, the awe you bring to their minds.
They often envy that saunter.
They wish they held that epithet of conquer.
They see you sway away ...
and they often want to steal that dance you portray.
You walk as if no one could lead you astray.
Dawdle with chic between your very thighs.
They don’t look away as they have already given their eyes.
So much sophisticated looks I find.
That amble is fine.
Stay here and sashay through my mind.
This i wrote thinking of every confident man or women i experience throughout the day...
confidence in context