She possessed a certain Something that left me enticed; it poured out of her mouth and lingered in the air,
My fingers forever trapped sifting through her tangled hair.
Delicate poise shot up with ecstasy,
Something that hadn't been felt since Albany.
Oh, if only she knew she had the world,
Wrapped so loosely in her her fingers curled.
Shifting side to side,
Never before were there eyes so bright and wide.
Bright as the Moon gleaming overhead,
Bright as the Sun on the end of her cigarette.