Who is she?
She smokes cigars but still smells
like the first dance of spring.
Thick legs,
beautiful smile,
& a heavy heart.
Hard liquor coats her tongue
& singes your lips.
No make up,
hair unkempt,
brown skin
with worn leather framing her eyes.
Never begging for love.
Touch mimicking light rain,
words like thunder,
& unapologetically
freer than the wind.