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JUST FOR YOU part 1 of 3

JUST FOR YOU part 1 of 3

I spotted you as you entered the room,
Found your friends and took your seat,
My mind captivated by your charms,
You were someone I just had to meet.

I mentally rehearsed my lines,
As I wandered over to say hello,
I just had to give it a shot,
For you I surely needed to know.

You smiled at me as I approached,
Your eyes sparkled in the light,
Looking even better as I got close,
Everything just felt so right.

We talked as if we had met before,
We both felt at ease from the start,
Your beauty and charm held my gaze,
As you worked your way into my heart.

Time passed quickly as we continued to talk,
We were both having such a ball,
It was little surprise when I suggested a date,
You gave me your number and told me to call.

Quite elated when I went home that night,
As I lie awake in bed,
I could not help but think of you,
Or get you out of my head.

Knowing soon we’d meet again,
Just the two of us, you and me,
Just pass the time over a bottle of wine,
And discuss what we could be.

I call you up and arrange a date,
Dinner at a local romantic place,
As I drive on over to pick you up,
I’m imagining your lovely face.

When I get to your house and ring your bell,
You greet me at the door,
I can’t help but think of how good you look,
Or of what may lie in store.

I open the door as you get in the car,
We drive to the eating spot,
I can’t help but glance over at you,
Thinking how you look so hot.

We park the car and I walk you on in,
Taking your soft hand in mine,
I can’t help but feel so very proud,
To be with a girl so fine.

The hostess shows us to our seats,
A quiet table just for two,
I can’t help but think how good it feels,
To be with a pretty girl just like you.

The conversation begins to flow,
Just like it had before,
Soon the jokes and laughs begin,
Of you I never bore.

The waitress comes to take our order,
For our drinks and our food,
Your eyes reflect the candlelight,
Which sets a romantic mood.

In a little while our dinner is served,
Everything is just right,
Again I notice how lovely you look,
In the soft candlelight.

When we finish and the table cleared,
We talk as I stare at your pretty face,
I want my time with you to continue,
So I suggest we go to another place.

We agree to go to a local nightclub,
To enjoy dancing and a band,
We make our way from the table,
As I offer you my hand.

When we get outside, under the moon,
It’s hard for me to not stare,
As you look so lovely in the moonlight,
Reflected in your hair.

We get to the club just across town,
We walk hand in hand to the door,
Again my mind is starting to race,
With thoughts of what’s in store.

As we enter into the crowded room,
Once again I feel so proud,
To be with the prettiest girl of all,
The finest in the crowd.

We wander over to the bar,
And find ourselves a seat,
But pretty soon we’re on the floor,
Both moving to the beat.
Your arms around me as we move,
Holding me so tight,
I can’t recall a single thing,
That ever felt so right.

Our movements locked together,
As if they seemed to rhyme,
Our bodies dancing cheek to cheek,
Just two partners in crime.

To be continued
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