All Clubs Are Not Equal

You'd have been oblivious
had she not beckoned you closer,
and you saw he was in her

At a distance,
you'd have sworn she was resting against him
that strobe effect clouding all sorts of behaviour

You wandered into the right club,
a divine push propelling you into the foreign waters
of an unfamiliar city

When she undid your belt,
the initial fear was that he would pummel the snot out of you,
you'd have never suspected that it was his idea