She was the lady sitting at the corner with big colored eyes. She was thick and gracefull. I walked into the room full of smoke, there she was and I was caught in her atmosphere. There was a pull and I fell into her arms. The night was spent in whispers and shouts. The night was light and sparkling. She was fat, I know. I really don't care. She was smart, she was soft, she was wild and I was caught in her atmosphere.