I own nothing, nada, zilch
You watch as they enter the lively bar,
Both taller then most men but the younger taller,
As the door closed you see their beautiful car
A 1967 Chevy Impala, not a worn out crawler.
They were as different as night and day
Dark and Light, Fair and brunette
Eyes of emeralds and Amber that hides the things they cant say
Both smiles make you irrevocably and intently forget.
Voices as soft as honey but rough as gravel
Charming you, seducing you, enticing you
You have no choice but to marvel
Before you know it your under their spell too.
They introduce themselves as Sam and Dean,
Brothers they say they are, you see their unbreakable bond
You are a no one but a person in the bar who is keen
Their secret smiles to each other of which you are fond.
Your invited back to their motel, their place
You say yes, but which will be your choice
You can tell it will be both, and they see your arrangement on your face
Their Lusty and Hungary looks make you moist
That's it your done for
Stumbling to the bed
Clothes flown across the floor
So heavenly you'd think your dead.
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Just a little poem for SPN fans like me :D Wincest and Slash if you squint
Shona xx