By sarah dragonfleyes@excite.com
Date: 19 January 2001
eulogy of a woman
she had vanilla mint on her lips
and thigh high boots stradling her legs
she could walk down a street and demand attention
her perky ass calling for all eyes
you looked at her and wanted her
she would walk into a bar and climb on that bar stool
as if it was a man on a whores bed
you could see her bottom cheeks hanging out just a millimeter
from her mini skirt, but that was enough to get you
she drank her beer from the bottle
leaving behind her ruby red lipstick on the rim
then she would take her tongue and lick it off seductively
in front of everyone
no one spoke when she was in a room
she slung a black leather jacket over her shoulder
and kept her cigarettes down her cleavage
she liked asking if you wanted a cigarette
then she would kick her legs up on a barstool
take a puff
and laugh out loud
she was beautiful
she was dangerous
she liked it hard and fast
and she never asked for anyone to slow down
she died liked she lived
but by god...she lived....
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