Electric

electric nights
streets reflecting neon lights
cold air
beautiful women with beautiful hair
men getting their hearts broken
from that single word spoken

my mind swimming
with drink after drink
I can hear laughter in the air
from others who have done the same
your hand in mine
making me happy I’m not alone
bright red lipstick
leaving a mark on my cheek
where you placed your lips
with the streets reflecting neon lights
we come alive
in these
electric nights

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