Her features are perfectly placed, able to strike any such man and in a matter of mere moments
They come at her in the entirety of their push-and-shove droves
Adamant upon bestowing something or other, desperate to make the absolute difference again and again
She pushes herself against a corner, warming to many a subtly whispered conversation via the course of the excitable  night
Sensationally well implemented, a bejewelled ear or two out on sophomore rent – quenching a hundred-and-one insatiable thirsts ’til their each and every oh so fleeting memory of her just has to hurt