Poison

Lights are out
The dance floor is packed
Everyone is jumping and swaying
To dark wave classics of the 80s

I have my spot
Wedging myself in a corner
Hiding in the shadows

The strobe lights change direction
As a slower song fills the room
The crowd ebbs toward the bar

My body flows, releasing
Every inhibition
As I collect my freedom in every movement of my arms and hips

Music beat gets louder
The crowd grows
To thundering feet and sweaty bodies
And there is a young man hovering on the edge

Light gathers upon his skin, I see him
Carefully balancing his drink while dancing and laughing
I watch admiring his carefree abandon

I—-I really want your poison! ah! ah! ah!
I—-I really want your poison! ah! ah! ah!

The night is for the nocturnal creatures
And when playing with the nocturnal ones
Let go of your gilded cages
And let your impulses breathe

I—-I really want your poison! ah! ah! ah!

He catches me watching
I never was good at a cat and mouse game
The light collecting around his eyes, and snap!

Louder and louder
The crowd thunders, we are the storm tonight
Our bodies crackling as feet strike the floor
Moving and shifting, we are energy thriving

I—-I really want your poison! ah! ah! ah!

Hypnotic he is, I try not to watch
Keep swinging and twisting, finding the beat
Growling in my blood

I—-I really want your poison! ah! ah! ah!
I—-I really want your poison! ah! ah! ah!

Our gazes meet again and I find myself searching for him
Standing out in the crowd, glowing he smiles
He knows I am watching, and another dance starts

I—-I really want your poison! ah! ah! ah!

A new dance begins
The room slows within view
Feeling electric, find myself in the music
For tonight, I am one of the nocturnal ones free from my cage

I—-I really want your poison! ah! ah! ah!

Losing myself in the music, I want to see him
I want him to see me, feel my electricity
The crowd swallows him up in their greed, but I do not stop to grieve

I—-I really want your poison! ah! ah! ah!
I—-I really want your poison! ah! ah! ah!

Adjusting and shuffling, the crowd changes and suddenly
He stands before me, swaying and shifting with me
Hands resting on my hips, we move in closer

The night is for the nocturnal creatures
And when playing with the nocturnal ones
Let go of your gilded cages
And let your impulses breathe

I—-I really want your poison! ah! ah! ah!

The hours collect in his eyes and time is tart upon his tongue
In rhythm we introduce each other
And our bodies are our stories

I—-I really want your poison! ah! ah! ah!

Lingering closer, our words become breaths
Our hands dance with each with fingers weaving together
And his kiss

Is pure poison
Stunning me where I stand

I—-I really want your poison! ah! ah! ah!
I—-I really want your poison! ah! ah! ah!

**So note to reader: I have really gotten into Meg Myers’ music. I encourage anyone to check out her stuff. And this is important, why you ask… the really want your poison line is a lyric from her song Poison. So check the song out… and check her music out!

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