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I noticed him sitting at the end of the bar
The look in his eyes screamed danger
I was feeling kind of risque, anyway
He came up and whispered “howdy stranger”

“So cliche” I whispered back feeling antsy
He cracked a smirk, a little devilish
Inched closer so I could feel his breath
The hairs on my neck rose, I purred a hiss

“Something tells me you’re looking for trouble”
He muttered with a southern tone
“What do you have in mind” I replied
He leaned in in time to hear me moan

Softly placing a kiss on my lobe
He caught my trembles
I had to snap out of it
Though my body did oppose

I stood, now we were face to face
I caught a glimpse of his soul
He rubbed my shoulder, my knees got weak
I had to remind myself he was cold

I gathered myself, composure and all
“Are you sure ma’am” He insisted once more
I nodded “I’m positive cowboy” “See you around”
I grabbed my purse, and walked away, but not before one last glimpse from the door

Dangerous Stranger