Listen to the music.
Feel the bass of it vibrate underneath your toes and reverberate in your chest.
Smell the liquor on the breath of the girl you've been talking to for the past twenty minutes.
Lose yourself in tangle of fairy lights draped around the garden to light the way for smokers like you and me.
Breathe in the fire of the shot you just took.
Do another one.
Taste the nicotine in the back of your throat from the cigarette.
Pass the lighter.
Smile at the world slanting around you.
Feel grounded when you look in my eyes.
Ignore the food on the table.
Sit beside some people you've never met before.
Laugh along with their conversation.
Dance.
Spin in the middle of the living room.
Put your head back and feel the beats wash over you.
Its one of the greatest feelings, I promise.
Make a promise, break it.
Kiss someone.
Stroke their cheek and rest your palm in the small of their back.
Taste the mixed drink on your lips.
Float away in the temporary love.
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Pretend I'm Screaming This
PoésieA compilation of poems that are meant to be screamed on stage.