I enter the darkened room,
and scan the dancing flock.
The yearn inside growing,
with every tick of the clock.

I spot you sitting far,
at the back of the place.
You sit alone with a drink,
and stare out into space.

I walk over to your table,
and ask you for a drink.
You smile at me, and go to the bar,
without a thought to think.

You look so very sexy tonight,
in your business suit of black.
My want for you grows more and more,
as you get the drink and come back.

We make small talk and such,
and I breathe to you my name.
You kiss my hand, and breath a sigh,
and you're willing to play this game.

You act like you know who I am,
and I chuckle to myself in glee.
You are just another dessert,
for the tormented likes of me.

Back in my place you hold me close,
and whisper in to my ears.
I kiss your lips and suck your neck,
as my body shifts it's gears.

We slowly undress together,
and you stare at my...