her words,
slur a loving intersection
of alcohol and music,
her inebriated ass snakes
to the floor and back,
her movement so smooth
yet tortured,
as though her knees
would buckle,
And
like a second skin,
her dress rides
her gyrating body,
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his loud words
loud and beer hugged,
sing her praises,
In his
own words,
his own language,
his humour,
his charm flood her ears,
his initially bottle bound lips
lock with hers,
his pelvis brushes, then rubs then grinds into her..
his one arm around her waist,
his other waves his bottle in the air.
his unsaid praise to his two loves,
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their movement,
their love,
their drink,
their dance,
and it's their song
it sings of their completeness,
_________________
i put my empty coke can down,
stand on my feet,
close my eyes,
let their music talk to my soul,
as i steal her smile away,
my being dances his dance,
my completeness is divine,
my lips soundlessly sing their song,
my arms raise to touch the sky
where my dreams belong,
a smile creeps over my lips,
gently reminding me...
"One Day...."
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