One-Night Stand
Bodies angling to the music
The crazy angry melody pervading the air
With the night a perfect cover
All in a perfect misrepresentation of DaVinci's
brilliance.
I sat in the dark corner
Miserly sipping the cheap beer I was worth
My roving eyes scanning left to right;woman to
girl;buttocks to breasts
My silent lips praying for a prey.
I turned to leave
Cursing my luck for lack of luck
And there's she was like sheba
Her jezebel nails shone in the myriad of light
With her red hot lips tantalizing the rim of the
margarita glass
And her endowed frame screaming for help to get
out of her tiny dress
As I moved towards my kill
Armed with my trusting enchanting smile
And my brain overflowing with pickup lines
I said a coy hormone releasing hello
And I knew my night was made.
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