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dulcet features

She was a girls fancy
with dulcet features and a sharp tounge
Sipping wine whilst blowing smoke rings
Cosmetic free and sporting leather boots
Damn,
The feral look behind those thick rimmed charcoal glasses
practically screamed fuck me right here on the table

You'd be crazy not to, unless of course,
you're a straight girl
only acquainted by mutual friends
Casually sharing a smoke
in a completely unanimous gesture
Clairvoyant only in the peripheral sense..

She got her first tattoo that night
a tribal wolf etched between her shoulder blades
A tad cliche one could say
If it didn't match her olive skin
and feathered black no.1 hair so perfectly
Adding to that femme atmosphere surrounding her

I saw her again last weekend
in that same nude face and leather boots
Watching me from across the venue
a question in her posture
Naturally, I high tailed back to the car
scuttling away in frightened insect language
A terrifying creature that woman is,
but god-damn, is she ever a girls fancy
Written by kourtnissixxx
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