to the music we dance. for a while
unsure of our steps or our feet.
our footing seems off but we waltz
sway N shuffle to the staticy melodies from the vinyl.
strangely intertwined in the mix we are in
boys to girls,
front to front N
hip to bone.
eyes on the level
your arms get weak like jelly
stomach sick n queazy.
prepare for unexpected/hopeful kisses
like chocolate covered cherries.
wake up satisfied,
knowing the taste in your mouth is enough.
unsure of our steps or our feet.
our footing seems off but we waltz
sway N shuffle to the staticy melodies from the vinyl.
strangely intertwined in the mix we are in
boys to girls,
front to front N
hip to bone.
eyes on the level
your arms get weak like jelly
stomach sick n queazy.
prepare for unexpected/hopeful kisses
like chocolate covered cherries.
wake up satisfied,
knowing the taste in your mouth is enough.
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z_x_silas:
yah i know i stop writing for like a year too, but my work took a complete 360 and now i'm alot better for it. so don't give up hope and just keep going, don't ever stop running with ink. 
tartpop:
no, i wasn't there. some people that despise me and try to make my life miserable at every opportunity go to the green door a lot, so i try to avoid it at all costs.