She walked down the stairs shimmering in white and gold,
his heart beat faster but her smile made him feel bold,
But her demeanour was brutal, her feelings were cold
She was the Ice Queen to his Joker, his cards she did make fold.
Having done everything right,
Even bought her a corsage of colours bright
All he wanted was one special, fun filled night.
But he should have known when he embraced her,
She wasn’t holding on tight.
He led her in, he held her hand
He praised her beauty, his affection wasn’t even planned
But when he asked; ‘might I have this last dance?’
She chose another partner for the ballroom romance
Fed up he departed and threw away his tie,
He was done, no longer would he try,
His eye shed a tear but his heart did not cry
It was time to end this, it was time for a final goodbye.