2/23/21 BR 180 words
A girl walked in,
She was wearing red.
I knew I was in trouble,
The moment we saw each other.
She stopped me in my tracks,
I swore,
She was jaw-dropping.
A sight to see.
Oh Lord,
There she goes talking to other men,
Making me jealous.
The way she flips her blonde hair over her shoulder,
"Show off."
I muttered.
One of her friends dragged her over to the dance floor.
Shit.
As she dances to the music,
I become intoxicated.
Damn what a temptress.
Here she comes in her black stilettos.
She sits next to me at the bar.
She ordered a drink.
It was cherry flavor.
Of course.
"Hi." she said.
"Hello." I replied.
I cracked a small joke,
She laughed.
Damn I like that sound.
I want more.
We did some small talk,
I could tell she was getting frustrated.
She wanted to kiss me.
I was drunk,
I couldn't focus.
But Damn,
She could kiss.
Her Lips tasted like cherry.
I told you she was trouble.
My Girl in Red.
YOU ARE READING
My idiotic love
Poetrypoems starting from 2020 to current. this is my second book of poetry. um not sure what else to put here so uh yeah. trigger warnings be careful and take care of yourself! lots of love from the author. :)
