Invited to a work birthday party
Filled with lots of dancing and social fun
Alcohol consuming with music dumb
Loud enough for neighbors to hear it run
Somehow, I see you in the distance shine
A glow so perfect to match all of mine
You walk over, our energies match
Try to keep space but all see us attached
And so we interact with boundaries
I set them because you hurt me badly
I’m exposed, my heart open wide, all sees
In fairness, I invited it to me
We talk, I let my love engulf you now
The night ended, us in arms, in car, bound.
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