Where streetlights flicker
and windows gleam,
I heard her heels on dark concrete—
sharp clicks slicing midnight air like glass,
slender black stilettos dancing
on wet cobblestones,
her cigarette a crimson flame
against a city thick with dreams.
Blood-red lipstick,
dark gold nail polish,
tight black leather jacket
clinging to her frame,
short skirt spinning with each step,
dark hair cascading down her shoulders
like a...
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