We always have sleepovers where we never sleep
But this time was different, made me turn off the tv
The lights were shut off, the music null and void
All signs of sound and sight the room was completely devoid
Of anything to see
And anything to feel
The lack of normalcy made it so much more real
As the river began to flow you could hear the waves lapping
Against the throne where I sat
Both panting and gasping
Temporary blindness to the eyes rolling
To the back of the alley of my mind
A new kind of bowling
Where the pins are knocked down
And theres more than just a few strikes
Yikes! I manage to say, as I beg and plead for a new game to play
Clothing and limbs thrown every which way
As we climb the mountain together
Higher and higher
Peaking and heightened
Stimulated, shaking
Happy, frightened
I try to keep quiet but out forces the sound
The echoes of silence replaced by whispers and growls
And with all the forces of nature
My body violently crashes down
From a roaring waterfall
Into a humble puddle
I catch my breath
And on come the lights
And the mess we made will stay, like me, the night