She smells like sex,

Like freshly aroused senses.

She feels like pins and needles

And goose bumps on your neck.

Her eyes smoulder when she’s irate,

And she might use violence to resolve issues.

She’s lazy; all scatters and piles.

She will ignore you for a book,

Disown you for a comment.

She loves ferociously,

And hates passionately.

She is incorrigible, even obnoxious at times.

She’s far from perfect;

Stumbles and falls more than she stands,

She hates her nose and bullies her hair,

She laughs like a racoon and farts like a dog.

She smokes. Out drinks the alcoholics.

She fights. She believes. She goes on.

She looks you in the eyes,

And you don’t block her way.