The sound of a pin dropping on tin could be heard,
without a word
she came in and she ordered
a gin
and the beginning began to unfold.
She was old, maybe older,I was cold
she was colder but the alcohol soon warmed
her through.
Her name was Susan,Sue for short and
she was up for some sport,
The question that I asked was,
was I?
The evening flew by
there was a gleam in her eye
there was fear in my heart,
I said, 'goodbye',
she said
'let's not part'
she wanted something to start
I wanted something to end
she attacked
I tried to defend but in
the end which I did not see,
she took me to an
ecstasy.
Pinned against a fantasy
and no one
heard me fall.