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she was little talk
and a lot of action
she didn't look
like intelligent conversation
but was clearly fluent in body language
when she walked into a room
women's eyes turned green
and men's thoughts turned blue
women wanted to be her
men simply wanted her--in a very old and biological way
a brilliant, if unwitting mathematician
she divided men from their women
incrementally multiplying angry words spoken by the power of ten
the tempest, a storm
she brewed thunderous thoughts in women
when her lightening hit their men
men watched her walk
women simply hoped she'd walk away
she's that woman
men think they don't stand a chance with
and women think they don't stand a chance against



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On Tuesday June 17th, 2008, fallen (297) writes:
The storm is right. Someone to talk about in a crowded room where everyone else fades away. I've seen her walk a hell of a walk too. Great stuff, keep it coming.


On Monday June 16th, 2008, Dancing_Monkey (1849) writes:
Jolene, jolene, jolene, jolene Im begging of you please dont take my man Jolene, jolene, jolene, jolene Please dont take him just because you can Your beauty is beyond compare With flaming locks of auburn hair With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green Your smile is like a breath of spring Your voice is soft like summer rain And I cannot compete with you, jolene!


On Monday June 16th, 2008, Dancing_Monkey (1849) writes:
So, as allways, you write like I inhale and exhale.


On Friday June 13th, 2008, Marionette Mars (501) writes:
wooohoo! i know i've seen women like this. gorgeous beauties really. great write. :D -mars


On Friday June 13th, 2008, Ainsof (1803) writes:
makes me think of Lord of the Thighs by Aerosmith... maybe I just like that tune. But yeah... can you introduce us.. I could use an atmospheric disturbance followed by some high pressure system


On Friday June 13th, 2008, Rebell tiGer King (687) writes:
agreed, echoing whats said here this is awesome -symph-


On Friday June 13th, 2008, tangeled (540) writes:
very well done. i found it to be relatable to my own 'storm' very nice. ~ta~


On Friday June 13th, 2008, Alanarchy (1627) writes:
Rocks it like a hurricane. That song will always remind me of dirty, filthy sex. Same with the type like you describe here. At the risk of sounding messagonistic, I've always felt that thats all they were good for. Just a night. I can't stand those upstrung personalities. Great write.


On Friday June 13th, 2008, Please Press Reset (186) writes:
wow. this blew me away. love it :D



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