The woman in red

She strides into the room
with her nails her lipstick and her high heeled shoes.
She's got your attention.she's your immediate muse,I can see from the corner of your eye that your watching her and she's watching you.
I realise that she finds an interest in you,but also realising the long forgotten past and the irrelevence of getting back with him too.
she gives him the light brush off,and realises he's still trying to hold her gaze.but she cant take his blue eyes staring at her .she screams do I fucking even know you?
The denial on her tongue as she pulls it in and closing her mouth shut.
Draws it all in.