Thursday, December 24, 2009


She Had the Face of An Angel, But
the Body of a Demon

"I want to buy you a drink"
"No. No Thanks. OK."
"Come dance with me."
"I shouldn't... well..."
"Is my hand alright here?"
"The night won't be over until you come with me"
"I guess."
"I love you, marry me."

I thought I could at least talk
to her
tete a tete.
Music was loud, but
all I heard was the shake of her hips
her legs
her lips
I asked her to take a seat.
She preferred to stand,
so I sat.

1 comment:

  1. the girl
    the girl(s) in this case
    the girl re-edited
    the girl re visited
    it's always the girl