I suppose an antidepressant poem was prescribed, so here ya go. :)
I got high
off of music and dancing
and lovers romancing
swaying slowly to the beat
sweating bodies feel the heat
as the rhythm flows
through your bones
I got high
off of Royal Crown Cola, the classic kind
and you asked me to dance, I paid no mind
to the fact that I've seen you before
Were you the guy standing by the door?
Talking about a Hispanic/ Middle Eastern queen
who took your heart with one little dream
I got high
off of you, a heart like mine
yeah, I'll forget in time
but for now, just hold me
for now, let's just be
a pair of people, spinning around
what led you to this dusty old town?
I got high
off of a bit of happiness, something
anything, nothing
I didn't feel numb, or empty for once
I just felt happy, and that was enough
to get me through the night
just hold me, hold me tight
I got high
what was your name, stranger?
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PoetryA collection of poetry. Classic feelings added to classic thoughts equals classic poetry. Rated PG-13 for language. © 2015 layschips1