A Girl Just Wants To Have Fun
Friday night and I am already high as a kite plus this is a girl’s night out.
I will take a nap to lower my high and awaken ready to party.
This is my night to enjoy me.
I am awoke and sober.
The clock ticks four p.m.
My arousal is provoking incitement.
Humor the soul
Ignite the spirit
This is my night out.
I move to my closet and chose my outfit.
My selection is a sky blue maxi.
I smile mentally and know this well get me attention.
I am single by the way; however, I have had prior engagements.
In the club now, loud and rowdy, my wit will not end.
I am drinking bourbon.
Shall I go straight tonight or am I a gay girl?
My sexual feeling is driving me wild.
Has my sex partner made it in the house?
Humor the soul
Ignite the spirit
This is my night out.
Boisterous I precede.
He enters via the east wing.
He is dressed to kill.
I sashay toward him.
Someone pulls me on the dance floor.
He takes a seat and waits for me with eyes glowing.
The dance ends.
He holds out his hand.
Together we leave.
Specters we are.
Spiritually alive!
This is my night out.
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Penned on May 07,2014!
For Kelly's Deschler Night Owl Contest!
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