I seen you once before walking to your limo.
I've got your autograpgh before.
Getting dressed to go to your concert.
Pulling up in the parking lot, I get the sign ready that has your name on it.
Walking through security, giving them my ticket and sitting in my seat.
First seat, front row.
Snaping to your poetry. They close the red curtain.
Digging in my purse looking for the backstage pass.
His manager comes to the stage and ask for everybody thats has a backstage pass to come to the stage.
I get up and get in line last.
Getting my camera out and shaking, nervous as hell.
Im the last to come in your room.
The bodyguard tells me to come in.
You tell me you remember me because of my lips from the last time I got your autograpgh.
You told me you could never forget them.
I smiled, making me blush.
I ask to take a picture with you, you agree.
You grab me and get behind me and held my waist.
I hold the camera up and smile.
Flash-Click!!
I give you the sign I made you.
You smile and hug me so tight that I didnt want to let go.
We conversate, drink, cuddle, and both noticing the chemistry we have already.
Something fresh, something new to both of us.
Take our time, dont rush.
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