Coffeehouse Poem # 337

A young woman has
Haunted me all morning
Every time I see her
Beehive hair style
I want to get
Stung
She carries a  purple mat 
Around and I wonder
If she’s going to
Yoga
Or going to pray
Both acts are a religious
Experience
Her spandex pants
Are the colors of
The rainbow
I imagine her bending her
Body
Into the holiest of
Hollies