Damn there she goes as her hair flows each strain gently curess the air that blows her walk shows control the perfume that represents her first impressions with confidents becomes bold as her natural smell stains the environment men watch in amazement thoughts of acknowlegement are shortly crushed by a lack of confidence the essence of her bodly pressence is crafted like an angel in heaven with each switch of her seductive hips brings man closer to becoming her addict to the point that love becomes automatic her eyes of temptation become a source of persuation with a form of seduction each wink is placed insink with the erotic thoghts of what the next man walking passed thinks every step is caculated and antisapated with man unaware he becomes her audience with each man standing segragated conversations are disregarded with a wave of her hand this is what frightens a man cause sometimes we don't understand the wo in man half the time she looks for a friend in male companion but some take advantage of her emotional generosity this deans her own insecurity which could lead to a form of oppressed dependence mentally and physically this can wear away at her heart eternally and ruin her completly eventually this is when independence needs to be exspressed vocally now she must watch who she blesses with her time and company cause most of her falises are provoked socially when she becomes perfect every way shape and form she is again reborn into one of heaven' s angels pure and unscorn with mind body and soul complete and intact we as men become aroused at the thought of physical contact and as we watch as she walks by you or me we tilt our heads back and breath in the smell of her wind and realize we have just seen the essence of a women...