Beautiful stranger

Like counting one to three,
Gazed at her as she moved her feet,
She so neat,
Amused by her fine being,
Beyond how i imagined her would be,
She was neither tall nor short,

Dark or brown,
Her eyes interlocked with mine at one point,
My feet stuck at the same spot for a while,
Glanced at her as she walked by,
By the way I saw her the other day maybe I shall see more of her today.

Double_O Frank.