And so that beat –
Monotonous as it is,
Intended for those partygoers,
Licentious – so depraved.

But for me – does it mean –
Something wholly different.
So close to divine – and yet
Completely unable to touch.

To me it’s you – you are who.
It is someone so afar.
But when I intend to listen,
Can I not last one minute.

Blank vignettes – so plain –
A sudden bolt of light.
I see it, your face,
On that winsome night.

Though blurry may it be.
So – beauty does glow
Despite my tripping
Ever stumbling – although.

Drugged – sway
Light – sway
Move – sway
Dance – sway
Please – stay…
               But you don’t.
                      You leave me on that bed.