Red wine and shami kebabs
It was a night of Friday
And late
Lights were disco
We saw
Only what we
Wanted to see
Music was quite deafening
Mixing with sea waves
And the midnight wind
Made me feel rootlessly free
You
Came from behind
And tapped me on my right shoulder
With three fingers or two
That was the first time
We touched
Both were quite inebriated
So that's understandable
I turned
Saw you and smiled
You grinned too
And asked me to join the dance
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