Only her heels can be heard in the club. Everything goes silent, even the music, the talk.
Your eyes on her body, in that dress as she is sitting down at the bar.
The barman is serving her immediately. His hands work fast and his smile is widening.
Seeing that beautiful woman of your dreams in front of you makes you feel few things.
What's on her mind? Kisses or sex?
Nobody knows, maybe she is only waiting for her ex.
Turning away, closing your eyes,
you know that this woman is one of your desires.
Her soul can be felt in the whole company,
your body tensed up, wanting only her company.
When you look around to meet her eyes,
there is no woman at the bar.
Realization is knocking in,
knowing that the woman was clearly winning
her flirty game.
<tammywilners>
