You, Girl at the bar.

You don't know me
And before I get a reaction
I've got some words upon my chest
And I'd like to dispatch them.

You are beautiful.

Normally this strong a physical attraction
Proves such a distraction
It scrambles my brain, so my words fall out in fractions
But it's not intimidation I feel from this interaction.

I am humbled by your presence.

So without wasting time on empty sentence
I'd like to avoid all the bullshit pretense.

And deliver you a sincere invitation
To come with me to a quite location
To give each other our body, mind and soul for exploration.
Leave awkward sensibility at home, Let's go on vacation.

Unfortunately, this offer has a rapid expiration.

Cus' this clubs full of guys who'll try to legally rape you
Plus there's some friendly girls in here who might like me to replace you.


Girl at the bar, these words were for you, if we had gotten a chance.

If only words could be transferred through a well directed glance.