Girl with the broken memory

Surrounded by a smoke of opinions...
She blows the last puff in the air...
A faint smile on those lips...

They whisper her secrets everyday...
And yet they continue to stand by her doorway...
She giggles when she sees them fake it...

They gasp at her heels...
And those naked legs well hid...
She smirks everytime they stare...

He stands quietly and encourages them all...
A glass of whisky is all thats on offer...
And they steal a wink...

Of arrogance and hysteria...
Of lies and desires undisturbed...
Of seduction secrets...
Of broken memories and dreams...