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She misted into the bar and stood blinking in the neon wash Her gaze meandering over tribal councils of youthful conquest and conflicts. Curled trestles of burnt blonde hair framed her naivety. Greenest eyes with hints of jealous dragon scales. Red satin shirt worshipped her shape and time stole her space The murmurs of mirth and sated thirst could not daunt my gaze From a tortured corner a group of amazonian's poured over a beer soaked table a voice chipped the silence "Susan.over here" The slightest smile burned upon her face. She shimmered by my table to take her place within the gaggle of shadows Eyes devoured her as she made her way Unwanted advances spurned Gigolos and gents rebuked As the night unfurled my thoughts could not erase that moment played and savoured more Night had stole the night as orders were refused Watched her group fit their armour and re-attach high heels. In the midst of drunken laughs and squeals And as her hand pushed the exit door I stood and voice pardoned words "Susan" her hesitation turned to turn and unfamiliar eyes met hers "See you later" My impertinence produced the slightest grin and a moment shy of sin