On That One Night A Year

This place is so crowed
Music is the only sound I here
As I take my seat
Our eyes meet

With a warm smile
As we continue to stare
I want to turn my head
Hoping my looks
Aren’t miss-read

It only takes a minute
After I am fully seated
For you to come by
And say Hi

This is not the place
But it’s where we met face to face
Man I hope this guy
Is not on the chase
If that’s not case
Then it’s ok
For him to take a seat
And be in my space

Many have walked by
Trying to catch my eye
While never turning my head
And talking with you
Should hopefully
Give them a clue

On a chance meeting
In this place
You would be the first
I must admit
To keep a smile
On my face

Eight months have passed
You’re still complimenting me on having class
It is true
All men aren’t just looking
For a piece of ass

There are many misconceptions
Of people who attend these places
Clustered and crowed with so many faces

On that one night a year
I decide to go out dance
I met a gentleman
With my first glance

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