The club is jumping.
The music is thumping
The lights are flashing.
Beer in my hand,
leaning against the bar.
Women approach me,
yet none hold my interest.
Then I see her.
Im mesmerized.
My beer falls from my hand.
Glass shatters.
Frozen in place.
Our eyes lock,
her hips sway,
begging me to come closer.
She's alluring, hypnotic, erotic, enchanting.
She twirls and my groin tightens.
The pain is unbearable.
The attraction is unrecognizable.
The lights illuminate her and all else blurs.
The only thing I see is her.
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Fatal Attractions
PoetryWhen their eyes meet across the room the attraction cant be denied.
