she likes to drive fast

she likes to drive
fast, kiss on the first date,
whisper into your ear,
run with the hunted.
she likes to leave
the top down, sleep
when it's the only thing
left to do.
she likes to drink
and eat, and make
love until the neighbors
call the police.
she wears red,
she wears blue
she wears nothing.
she has a pair of five
inch stiletto heels
that will bring you
to your knees.
she likes to drive
fast and bite your lip
until it bleeds.
your mother will never
meet her, nor
your  son, or any
living relative you know
she'll be gone
when you reach over
in the middle of the night
to find her, before
the rising sun.
at some point hearts
will be broken, lawyers
will be involved.
she likes to drive fast.