Close to midnight
The crowd was already wild
The lights shining over our sweaty bodies
On a summer night in August
The DJ turned the volume up
and we turned on the heat
the way your body moved against me
made me pray for everlasting music
in the blink of an eye
an arm around my waist
another holding my face
our lips met
a stranger who will forever remain
I left a piece of my innocence
in pursuit of experience
on a summer night in August
You can get your copy of my first novel on Amazon: Little Rebellion
Poetry Books: Identity Crisis, Rehab
One little public announcement:
The Poetry Bar is open again so you can submit your poetry, a few words about yourself and the link to your blog and Instagram/TikTok account to the email poetrybar1@gmail.com and then it will be shared for the Bar to read.
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yammer and stammer
as ya heart became an efficient hammer
of that chaotic clammer