My Night With Her
Dancing in the dark,
I hold her tight,
She kisses me to my delight,
I stand in oar of her beauty,
Then she turns and shakes her booty.
The music slows, she grabs my hands,
I didn't know about her plans,
She puts my hands upon her hips,
A little beat my heart skips,
We were dancing here for so long,
I hope this is an endless song,
Her head is resting on my chest,
I think this night has been the best.
We finally leave the loud hot place,
And then she asks me to go back to her place,
We fall through the door at quarter past three,
What will happen next is clear to see...
I finally awake it's twelve thirty three,
My parents are trying to get hold of me,
I slip down the stairs and out the door,
Her party clothes still on the floor,
I get outside, out in the street,
And as I stagger too my feet,
I heard the voice of a man outside,
She said she was single, oops I guess she lied.
Copyright © Callum Fairclough | Year Posted 2015
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