Debaucherous ghost, whom I danced with and felt lost in delight.

In a shitty club, pretty sober. Some whisky, double, another one and a friend taps my shoulder. Some dancing, tequila, whisky, beer, I'm feeling younger. Spinning around the dancefloor, I dance with my spirit high, I don't care for anyone or anything, I love moving my left shoulder, to some beat, feeling the heat, and dance away the night, sadness out of sight.

I can't remember how, she just embraced me, mystified me and kissed my eyebrow. Blonde, wearing a vertical striped suit. Beautiful lips I can still taste, Godamn they were so good. Popped out of nowhere, I embraced the hotness of her curvy exposure. We danced, kissed and celebrated each other. This mysterious woman, who grips my ass like no other.

I don't care, let them stare. It's magical and adventurous, her name was Holly, eyes blue and sunny hair, it seems preposterous how she kissed my lips and proceeded to ask, if I was interested in a drug, I didn't quite hear her so I proceeded to reject it dancing her way. She left it, never mentioned it again, as we kissed the night away, spinning, mixing one another on the dancefloor, I'm hard as a matador. Intertwining legs, my hair becoming a mess, as her hands run through my body, oh what...what a bless. Blessing in disguise, she's here for me, only one club night, I dare to ask.

Shame, I whisper in her ear, I regret to hear, her voice is overwhelming, those lips I hold so tight, what a fucking delight.

Her friend approaches, phone in hand, a million torches. Disrespectful I cry, What's going on, I don't really understand.

She embraces me, I let it slide, she's got me, This I cannot deny. Grabbing my face, destroying my self respect, yet I embrace how her skin touches mine, in other words, she's so fine, fine in giving me love, so fine it takes my high above the ceiling, we become one single being continuing to pass the line.

The night fades away, I feel like I overstay, overstay our time together, feeling tension, she looks away and it signals the end of our romantic session. A kiss goodbye, farewell mysterious Holly, the girl in a suit whom this poem goes her way.