My Gothy Little Rocker Chick 
Category: Writing and Poetry 

Tight dress
Stiletto heels
You looked good inside my wheels
Body like a Turbo Carrera
Fast and sleek
Made my knees week
The thong divided your ample cheeks
Lying on my hood
Reclining for the camera
Two things I loved
Melissa and my 68 super sport Camaro
With a 396 bow tie truck block
The mystery motor
So fast
With you on my front seat
Long legs
So sweet
My arm piece
My seat cover
My afternoon lover
My friend
Till the end
Melissa you're so fine
I'd wait forever
Stand in line
For you
When we were together
No matter the weather
I let you wear my letterman's sweater
What a couple
Bound for trouble
But what fun we had
I was just a lad
Of 26
You had jet blue black hair
Black eye shadow, lipstick, nail polish
Svelt and black, face powdery white
Gothy little chick
Your love was so damn tight
There's no one
And I mean no one better than you
I will search the world
Turn over tall buildings for you
There's nothing that I won't do
To find you
And tell you
I love you
Melissa
Played the drums
Dressed like Madonna
Star light
Star bright
First star I see tonight
Looked at me one day
I looked not away
"But what about your boyfriend Chris"
"What are we gonna do about this"
"He does not have to know about this"
But I lived with Chris
I was like family
Everything that was his was mine
So Melissa rode in my car from that day on
Oh I do miss you so
Melissa
My gothy little rocker chick