trace - another lil story/poem/weird thing
this is what I do when im at home sick, write weird little story poem things that make no sense to anyone else. I apologise.
TRACE
I havent drank pepsi since that night.
Do you still think of me when the fizz hits your throat,
sugar rush hot touch, dancing like never before breakneck speed
cos you're so terrified that its going to end and
the nights been so perfect drank your fill,
sparkling where there isnt any light and you cant stay still
cos he's close, so goddamn close you could just reach out and touch him,
fingers burning knees almost brushing and
you're desperate to distract yourself so
you start dancing, jumping
blame it on the pepsi though it only accounts for half the high your tripping on,
his scent the other half and you're going crazy
just being here,
so dangerous you could fall off any time but
he's smiling now and your never going to stop
cos its you he's smiling at,
just you and the night sky above the church and
dancing on the wall,
hyper from the pepsi, and the run, and
the adrenaline of youth
TRACE
I havent drank pepsi since that night.
Do you still think of me when the fizz hits your throat,
sugar rush hot touch, dancing like never before breakneck speed
cos you're so terrified that its going to end and
the nights been so perfect drank your fill,
sparkling where there isnt any light and you cant stay still
cos he's close, so goddamn close you could just reach out and touch him,
fingers burning knees almost brushing and
you're desperate to distract yourself so
you start dancing, jumping
blame it on the pepsi though it only accounts for half the high your tripping on,
his scent the other half and you're going crazy
just being here,
so dangerous you could fall off any time but
he's smiling now and your never going to stop
cos its you he's smiling at,
just you and the night sky above the church and
dancing on the wall,
hyper from the pepsi, and the run, and
the adrenaline of youth