Fun
time with my girls
Partying
around in small skirts
Somebody
said, a new lounge
We
wanted to paint the red town
Over
the bar
He
stole glances
Futile
to look away
A
pull so magnetic
Couldn’t
help but gaze
Can’t
recall if I ever experienced this phase?
Sexiness
oozed
I
think over I had boozed
Smart
was the word
No
lesser could I afford
Dapper
in denims
Attitude
personified
Walked
so dignified
For
the dance he asks
Could
I have denied?
Moves
so smooth
Professional
it looked
Clumsy
I felt
Somehow
my anxiety I dealt
Distance
closing in
So
tempting to commit the sin
Waist
he holds
Moves
so close
Hands
all over
Can
feel him tower
Pretending
to dance
Something
else going on
Eyes
were locked
Steps
almost stop
Hands
in my hair
I
feel the pull
My
fingers on his cheeks
Feel
of his stubble
Lips
quivering
Temptations
soaring
Drown
in daze
Kiss
on my forehead I feel
Disgusted,
I pull away
Nausea
I had to deal
From
clutches, myself I free
Rushing
to the bathroom
My
girls following soon
Chemistry
they had seen
Shocked
they seem
What’s
wrong they ask
Handing
me a water glass
Getting
hold of myself, I speak
Such
a wrong guy
How
could I not away from him fly?
Curious
they seem
Couldn’t
be any subtle
Blurted,
I hate that smelly stubble
Crazy
giggles followed soon
Dirty
looks from others in the bathroom
Looked
we were totally drunk
Who
knew I had recently dumped
He
waited outside
We
had to get away
Seems
we had to say
‘She
is not in her senses’
My
girl says
‘Coz
of your smelly stubble’
They neither know how to be subtle
Disappointed
he walks away
Gossips, giggles on the road
Girls,
we sway
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I wonder how do you weave it so well! Thanks for tagging me :)
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good, I stopped by
else I would miss a point or two…
Oh yes Deeps.. it sure is, in case its smelly.. And yes, you are at the right place ;) :P
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DeletePoetic heart gets into delusions sometimes.People find them easy to grab-another delusion.Poetic heart knows when to be at guard and say it all to mesmerize the readers!
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