As she kick started the engine, her voice roared
Delivering echoes of a dangerous type of love
Fearlessly she cruises into the midnight breeze
Her black hair swaying to the whispers of the wind
Her cherry red lips glistening underneath the stars
The length of her silky, jet black hair swayed in the wind
As she sped off like a wicked daredevil into the night
I could see the texture of her mauve colored blouse blowing
Into the crisp breeze that avidly chased behind her
A tinge of curiosity sparked my interest in this woman
As a result I entrusted my intuition to guide me
On my quest to properly identify this woman
Briefly I glanced at my reflection before my departure
For a few minor seconds, I pictured my own image
Of the outline of her sexy face in my brain
The conclusion of features were to die for
Unfortunately I could only hope that reality
Was as perfect as I pictured it in my head
With not a drop of blood to lose
I anxiously sped off into the night
Leaving my emotions to fray
Making way for the prospect
Of a new romance
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