18 November 2012
He stood in the corner Just quietly watched Drink in his hand Scotch on the rocks
His grey silk suit Glistened in the light His trousers fitted Not loose, and not tight
He stared with intent At the girl dressed in blue Licking his lips he thought To her, what he would do
Her brunette mane Was a glossy mass of curls They wrapped around her neck With each dancing twirl
She was unaware Of him, sat silently staring Little did she know His patience was wearing
He gulped his scotch Walked over with intent She was going to be hers Business is what he meant
He grabs her hand Pulls him into his chest He was so so close She could smell his malt breath
With an intense look She pushed him away "Who the hell are you?" Were the only words she could say
A darkness veiled his eyes Humiliation left a bitter taste How dare this woman do this? He was never one to chase
They all simply fell at his feet He always got his own way The glossy haired brunette Well she would have to pay
He bought a glass of wine Slipped a little extra in too She would be his tonight No matter what he had to do
He took it over to her By way of an apology She took the drink Took his hand, "follow me"
They sit in a quiet corner She puts the drink down He looks deep into her eyes A deep chocolate brown
She gives him a kiss Tender and soft on his lips He feels his heart quicken His stomach is doing flips
She picks up two glasses Hands him his to drink Raising her glass to his They do a celebratory clink
It's not long before The room begins to spin He feels woozy and sleepy But the fun was about to begin
The next thing he knew He was tied to a bed His grey silk suit on the floor And a thumping head
Next to him he found a note 'Let this be a warning to you' 'Think about who you spike' 'I know what you tried to do'
'I thought I'd teach you a lesson' 'I hope you'll remember last night' 'All the fun and games you had' 'Courtesy of guy called Mike'
©Kim Brown 18th November 2012
A Night To Remember • Opuss № I