iN THE BELMONT WiTH THE BUTTERFLY WAiST CHAiN

a poem about a one night stand turned two week bender

I was on my BEST BEHAViOR
Till I met her
On KiNG STREET
In the BELMONT
With the LiGHTS OFF
If I'm not careful
She'll turn me into an ADDiCT
Gotta have it
Right when I was undoing the damage
Right when I was learning my manners
She had HOME COURT ADVANTAGE
This is her state baby
SOUTH CAROLiNA NATiVE
She a MODEL LADY
So skinny, so crazy
High stakes daily
She a WASiAN MAMi
Acting like she want it
That's love, that's famous
She feral, she dangerous
She amazing
PURE SENSATiON
She came my way
Didn't need no persuading
With the ribbons in her cowboy boots
The butterfly waist chain
The glitter on her blue eyelids
Cool exterior but I NEED TO KNOW
WHAT'S BEHiND THiS?
She something else
Got me feeling reckless
No possession, only wrestling
FREE SPiRiT
Her eyes are equal parts kindness
Equal parts threat
But I'm down to duel
To play all night
Heat is prevalent
Had to be a REAL GENTLEMAN
And tuck her in
PYT with the bob and the long legs
Silver rings and a hoop that's lost
Behind my bed
Right there with my head
Turned down a swing with FRENCHiE and HiS BLONDiE
Took some shots with the bearded bartender (rocking all black)
The owner sat next and told me to take care of her
She a HOMETOWN GiRL
The type in those BLACK and WHiTE MOViES
I'll take care of her sir
Don't you worry
Ready to pay whatever the price is
Nasty dancer but I swear SHE THE NiCEST

Not only did I write this after our second night—I also made a demo track with lyrics inspired by the poem.

Once that’s mix & mastered, I’ll update and share it here.

And in case you’re wondering, we (as in my cat Sophie) found the earring.