He Sings To Me
Energy is flying in the room
Green, blue, red, yellow flickering lights
Hot and sweaty peoples standing everywhere
Sweat dripping down my nose
Palms are moist and shaky
Shouting, clapping, screaming
Looking over peoples shoulders
Moving my body left to right
Backing it up like his dancers
Reaching my hand out to grab his leg
Please touch my hand, Please touch my hand
Sing to me, sing me to sleep
Singing as if no one is watching
Looking in to my eyes singing his lullabies
Slowly drifting to heaven to peace
While finding closure to all my problems
Shift change in tempo
A transition to bouncy steps
One, two, three
Singing along off key
Trying to match his seductive noises
Transferring his love to me
Falling into infatuation
The greatest singer of all
Drinking gin and juice and alcohol
Reminiscing all the love I recall
Singing is the greatest noise to us all
Copyright © Chatejah George | Year Posted 2015
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