Speak Easy
Hey are you done, fed up,?
I’m going to change this game;
It may leave you in a stupor;
There’s a place where we can go
No distance, touch is critical;
Dancing all night long
caught in the arms of another;
The band is loud, the party is lit
there is nothing they can do to stop it;
The desire to want and to be wanted
is floating in everyone’s speak easy;
The music is fire
the crowd shoulder to shoulder;
This place with it’s deceptive logo,
you’ll know by the sound at the door;
You’ll feel just right,
fall into a stupor all night;
caught in everyone’s speak easy.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2020
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