Beat for beat
Swaying
Separately
Then together
You needed to know me
“Men are such creeps”
Hours of dancing
Your arms around my neck
A smile
Wordless whisper
"Kiss me"
Oh Sinister Girl
Your gentle press left
Craving your sweet mint
You made the club feel empty
The music so close yet so far
You and I against the wall
Dancing
Kissing
Hands tangled in hair
Your latex dress grasped in hand
Our moment a perfect memory
Preserved
With forced anonymity.
It was more romantic
No contact after.
Haunted by your phantom taste
Oh Sinister Girl
In this moment
Screw Romantic
I’d rather know Your name
About the Creator
Nick Queen
I’m Nick and I’m just a person trying to get my writing out of my head and maybe others might like it.
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