She is not one to tread quietly,
Leaving small footprints as she goes.
She will not be a silent force in your life.
She will come crashing in,
Like a violent ocean wave.
And you will let her.
Because she is an electric beauty,
With the blood of the stars
Running through her veins.
She is a live wire,
So know in the end
That she will burn you.
And you will let her.
Because she is the first person
To make you feel alive since
You don't remember when.
And she sounds elegant
Even when she says the word "Fuck".
You will love her to the point of madness,
And she will let you.
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