Desiree Is All Mine

There was an annual gala party going on last Friday; from the large crowd suddenly emerged a gorgeous lady with a dazzling red gown: she wasn't wearing a crown! The young pianist noticed her and started playing slow jazz music, to thrill her and seduce her, but it didn't sound too romantic; he realized that my obsession was dire... I warned him saying, " Desiree is all mine! " Desiree was hard to resist, I asked for a dance and she agreed; Desiree's eyes were big and green: I was the king, she was the queen, and we danced like royalty. Debbie watched us with a look of envy, she stood there enraged and silent... wanting me to hold her instead! I threw Desiree a hot kiss with the gesture of a lady's man, giving away my admirer's weakness... showing infatuation; Desiree winked at me delightfully and kindly! With hearts and minds inflamed, with a desire grown too wild and a pulsing heartbeat inside, we sent across a mutual feeling of likeness: an intentional, flirtatious glance; an exciting and magical night awaited us... staring at the fluffy snow slowly falling outside!