I like girls who smoke cigarettes,
Whose parents are divorced or dead,
Who sneer at the world cynically
Who philosophize when there is nobody listening,
And smile only when something amuses them
Who assault the world head on
Crumple their enemies like old newspapers
And throw them into the fire.
Who make their lovers hearts burn with only their eyes
And melt with their lips.
Confident girls who keep their insecurities hidden,
Yet can see deep into the soul’s of others.
Intelligent girls who make it all the way to the top of the world
All while wearing a bikini.
Girls who will break your heart in a second
But linger in your mind forever;
Forming a dark patch on your brain that haunts you wherever you go.
Girls who fly off into the blazing cosmos
Without even a glance into the past.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well said! Fine poem! I too like a woman with an independent mind!