What a Hell of a Night
Hitting up the club is not a new thing.
Every tyme I go something new the night will bring.
Saw him, eyes connected ryte away.
A new victim, yes he is my prey.
Met in the middle of the dance floor.
Within two songs he fell in love, wanting to head to the door.
Thinking to myself, "This is gonna be one hell of a night."
I whispered in his ear, "Take me to higher hights."
He took off his shirt flexing as the club froze right there.
Then he started dancing on me yet everyone else eyes he did not care.
Pulls me close and begins singing in my ear.
My mind starts racing, feeling out of this world yet everything is near.
Enjoyed the gentleness of his hands.
Staying together all night is both of our plans.
Met in the middle of the dance floor.
Got married at the bathroom door.
Enjoyed the married lyfe.
Got divorced by the end of the night.
Copyright © Artist Of The Mind | Year Posted 2014
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