We are dancing on a tar floor
champaign spilling,
lights dimming,
everyone kissing.

That is the moment I realize
keep drinking,
smiling,
laughing.

The night’s ecstasy won’t wear off
camera flashing,
sweat dripping,
veins pumping.

We are watching fireworks in the cold
stop thinking,
shrinking,
lying.

We are dancing
and I realize
The night is gone
and I missed the fireworks.

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