Wednesday, August 24, 2005 :::
 

there was no telling her what to do. She was a dynamo in the truest sense of the word.

She had her ideas about fashion.
She had her ideas about what she wanted in a man.

A career
A lifestyle
A plan

Watching her operate was like watching poetry in motion.

She could kill you with a look.
She would promise you more than the garden of eden.

She would take it all back in a flash.
Leave you in a heartbeat without a glance back.

::: posted by Mega at 5:44 AM

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