tears swelling like gin
behind my eyes
on the sweaty, dark dance floor,
light falling on smoke,
rainbow balloons hovering
above my head,
singing or screaming
"I wanna dance with somebody"
and thinking that somebody was
you
and thinking about the night here with
you
and your soft, red hair
and your torn stockings
and your garters
and your red lipstick smeared everywhere
except for two cartoonish lips
on my cheek and the back of my hand
and thinking of
your hands in mine
your hands in my hair
thank god
the song ended
before I let
any more tears fall over you
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