Film Noir Leatherette 
Category: Writing and Poetry 

Film noir leatherette
Pulling softly on her cigarette
Traces of lipstick left behind
In the back seat of my corvette
Black scarf in her hair
Like Marilyn Monroe
Like a shiny silver Thunderbird
Like an American dream
Billboards passing by on the reflection of her Versache's
American pop culture landscapes
Tall cactus in the red clay deserts
She passes through
White lines from the road blurring in her rear view mirror
Turquoise art deco style buildings plastered in stucco
White wall tires with chrome spokes are spinning beneath her
She pulls into a roadside motor lodge and checks in
She sits down on the neatly made bed
Mints are on her pillow
She removes the scarf from her platinum blonde hair and shakes 
it out
She has the most luscious lips painted in red
Her eyes are blue as cold rolled steele
She lays back on the bed
Her ample 38 triple D cups stand proudly up in the air
Struggling to free themselves from her fuzzy woolen sweater
Her high beams come on
Nipples that could cut glass
Like a Playboy bunny she admires herself in the full length 
mirror 
She looks up at me
And says "Come here and pleasure me"