I barely even know her, yet she’s set my heart alight
we might be worlds apart, yet she’s got me in her grip
as natural as rain
as natural
as sin
she blinks and blows smoke
into thin grey sky
natural like a woman
seductive and sensual without even trying
in just a glance she reduced me to a mess
wet leaves beneath our feet
poetry in the cigarette she held between slender fingers
she had me in an instant
she made we want her, just by breathing
something in her chemistry
a spark
that drew me in
something in her style
something wonderful and obscure

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