She Makes Me Want To Live Again

a poem i wrote about a certain girl. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE!

She’s a sex kitten
With her blackened eyes
Her black and white striped stockings
That don’t go past her thighs.

Her heels click on the stone of my grave
She makes me want to live again.

She’s got a life force
That’s stronger than the sun
She is in red vinyl shoes
And she’s looking for fun.

Her hair dangles in her face
She makes me want to live again.

She’s got the breath of
Coffee and cigarettes
Life and Death
She empties me of cheap regrets.

Her eyes are bored and uncaring
She makes me want to live again.