Fleeting night

Just look at that girl,
Watch how her hips twirl,
I need to get to her

Yes, my hands are on her hips
Yes, my groin is touching her
No, she is not responding
I need to do something

She is tipsy, her head is spinning
Her lips-so full and red
Her hair- so soft and brown
Her eyes- so big and empty
Her curves- so irresistible

Yes, she turned around
Yes, she is leaning on my chest
Yes, our lips touch and tongues intertwine
Yes, my hands are making her moan
I love this

It is 4 in the morning
The music stops
The lights come on
What happens in a club,
Stays in a club


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