Next Thursday

She walked in the room

instant silence

She was the one from the party

Her body had everyone eyes in vice grips

for her i knew i'd make a hundred sacrifices

Eat her up 

Beat it up 

she's the entree

skip the appetizer

out of 15 others

She and I met eyes

A gaze met 50/50 

She signaled to the classroom door 

with her eyes 

I got up and met her outside

then she grab my body

She held me like she needed me

She explained she was cold til i heated her

She felt soul less She felt foolish

Then she said I don't even usually do this

Its just you 

you just got me since the party feeling different

or something

Now i feel good is coming

And i feel we can be better together instead of apart

We agreed it on this

Then a french kiss

Then we returned to class

This Thursday was almost as great as the last

Shouts to my new woman

Me and her a new fusion

Be ready for next Thursday