Birthday Party :)
Flashing lights and familliar sillhouettes,
blurred and slurred by the height of my intoxication
and all i've had is orange juice but i'm clinging onto anything
to get me high.
the sight and smell
of glossy black nail varnish,
the rhythm of his feet
and her feet
and their feet
and our feet.
the night is young and so are we,
half of us inebriated and the other half just plain elated
and we're singing, screaming,
laughing like we're crazy
and maybe we are.
not tied by the iron clad shackles
of reality.
All we know is it's dark
it's late, and it's cold.
but we'll keep each other warm
if we keep on dancing,
keep on dancing,
keep on racing with our hips and hearts,
keep on moving like when the party first starts.
live like kings and queens and feel like all your hopes and dreams
are here
rising with the body heat.
The beat is all we need to feel alive.
these moments are what i need to survive.
Lourina's Birthday Party. 16/11/07