Dance With A

Run into it all the time,

There to give you access to a door,

It does not always work that way,

More like a pathway to destruction by the hand,

I want to watch it happen again,

Before I go to bed,

This knob isn't even pretty to see,

All I can dream of is that golden knob,

Taunting me in the middle of the night,

Nice and creamy flecks in the middle of it,

Now all I want to do is sleep it off,

Pretend it did not happen in the spree of a cluster fuck,

Good night and see you again everyone.