I am a sucker for adrenaline.Living on the edge.Pushing myself to the limit.
Picture a jaguar. Red to be precise. Picture a stunning woman behind the wheel. Jet-black curly hair, fuck-me boots, red lipstick, laughing eyes …you get the picture. Now picture her driving angry. Driving hard. Music blaring. Wind-whipped hair, ray bans on,with a Mona Lisa smile and a Devil-may-care attitude. If that doesn’t turn you on, you need help.
She drove a yellow jaguar. Weaving in and out of traffic so smoothly. Eyes following her. She was mesmerizing, you see. What with her soft smile , teased hair and dreamy baby-blues.
I can’t quite describe the cock-tail of emotions that sight arouse in me. I just remember thinking, if i am to die…i will die driving a red jaguar at full-speed.
She reminded me so much of Lana Del Rey . There’s something about a woman with a smoky voice, beautiful eyes and sensual grace singing out her heart.
Maybe its just me…But i got a burning desire