Tonight, alive!

Calm moist lips drink from the glass,

patterns start to arrive

The breeze passes, senses divide

Contradiction of those few comments,

surrounded by those unknown

and now have grown fondness.

The clock moving in minutes seeming like years

Stories performed, like a play

and almost tripping but the liquid states no fears. 

Giggles rippling the liquor in our glasses,

so loud like speeches of mumbles given to the masses

Signing away our acquaintanceship,

not with pens but with dances

They will rise but we will settle,

another night to add to our

list of rendezvous tales.

Author's Note

Always open to any criticism!

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[Sami Khalil]

Signing away our acquaintanceship,
not with pens but with dances
They will rise but we will settle,
another night
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