Closing my lids tightly,
I see us both, across the room from each other.
I'm looking at you with passion whilst you're not looking at me at all.
The room is the prettiest shade of blue and red.
Neon signs plastered the walls.
Bodies dancing in sync.
Somebody Else by The 1975 is blasting.
I pull you into the crowd.
Your back to me as I'm feeling your skin.
Our bodies now too, in sync.
You put your arm around my neck.
I grab your waist.
Grinding so softly.
Foreheads touching as we both scream the lyrics "fuck that, get money" lips right there.
I'm so close.
Wake up.
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Roses In The Sun
PoetryA book dedicated to the thoughts that lie beneath the surface of all that I am, all that I will be, and all that I hope to become. A book dedicated to the outcasts, to those who've felt invisible, to those who want to read and fall in love with the...
