In a room full of people as the ****** bar music swells,
I find myself drawn to your sparkling eyes
and how your smile is the brightest light in the room.
I find myself laughing when you do because your happiness is mine.
Or maybe it’s the alcohol that’s coursing through my veins
that makes me reach for your hand and rub against your thigh.
Or maybe it’s the THC in my brain that loosens my lips
and let’s a gentle “I  love you” slip out.  
And when your hand tightens around mine
the muscles around my lips shape a smile
and the pace of my heartbeat quickens
and I couldn’t be happier sitting in a ***** bar
with a half empty beer and your heartstrings tied to mine.