Title: that crazy dynamite girl
Summary: she's something like a hurricane. / Lily Luna's got nothing to lose. / freeverse
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
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stop and stare, they say
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click-click-click shoes, bubble gum POP
she arrives like a hot summer wind
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he can just hear her music,
blasting through her headphones
as she taps her dark red nails in time
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oh, oh, oh, the people whisper as she walks past
hips swaying, heels tapping,
glitter-galactic eyes, a ghostlygodly smile and a
dark-as-pitch soul
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she's the girl he can't pin down
- her wings will not be broken -
and he knows she'll be here for
a year or a summer or just one night,
tearing down his old life and building something grander
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he kisses her lips like petals on petals;
soft and gentle and sweet - tentative and scaredscaredscared
and she kisses back like wind on wind
torrid and quick and biting
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she's a road trip love –
quick as a race or slow as molasses
and oh so unpredictable
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then gone, with her tumbling and terror
leaving chaos in her wake
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and goodgoodgoodgood riddance!