The blinking boards on skyscrapers
Evaporate my existence in vapours
He drives swiftly through city streets
As I rock my body with insane beats
Air rushes through my messed hair
I spread my arms without any care
Neon lights blur past us in soft haze
As I slowly give in to drunken craze
Love birds of New York, not masters
Lost in maze, we're perfect disasters
Exploding through glittering clashes
Colouring ourselves in faint splashes
Towers, elevators, thunders 'n' it's us
How beautifully we survive all mess
For we speed past these bright lights
As if we are left with limited nights
To ride the midnight train to equator
Throw out of our minds, every hater
Leaving crowds behind us to search
Our absence but we will not emerge
From the depth of these blue waters
We're gonna forget hours 'n' quarters
We will escape world 'n' its hoarders
For in love, there'll never be borders
In insanity, we'll take no more, no less
For, at last, we're tasting high madness
Author's Note
Listening to 'Search Party' by Sam Bruno and lovin' it! ♥♡ It's one of the soundtracks of 'Paper Towns' which is a novel-based movie. I haven't watched it but I love the novel! John Green is LOVE. ♥♡
Hope you guys liked the poem. May God forgive me for writing it. It's a disaster but sometimes...
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Disasters
taste
heavenly... ;)
Much Love xX
Hazel *-*
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