Me Vs the Queen

We didn't know it at the start of the night. That I'd be taking you with hardly a fight. I knew I wanted you since my eyes made first sight. It must of been your anxious eyes, or maybe the light. I swooped in and started off with a joke. I knew I reeled you in, as you started to choke. After two rounds you hardly stood a chance. I had you after two lines of inviting romance. With your arm locked with mine we waved bye to the bar. With a sober straight face we made it to the car. With some directions we made it to your place. With a small tug of my arm, you set the pace. You followed up on this move with a gin filled kiss. I stumbled back a bit knowing, "I got this." With some persuasive words, I got you out of your clothes. You're flawless, like an Angel, from your head to your toes. You were nervous and scared, trying hard to not let it show through. I was hopeful and confident, because I already knew. "If you let me have my way, I'll tear you apart. You should have seen it coming, back from the start." We went under and slept with our sins, but in the end, nobody wins. 2/28/16