Probably Good!!

the neon lights flashed in my eyes.

the faces were all sillehouttes now.

I searched for a cushion and grabbed my beer.

it was then I saw you dancing...WOW!!

I lit a stick when you sat on the side

my senses were so aware of your gaze.

"Can I have a smoke?" your voice couldn't reach

or so I pretended, still increasing the haze!

you leaned and spoke into my ears.

your voice was unnerving... or so I thought!

nonchalantly I just looked at you...

your face was more chisselled than a lot!!

the conversation started.

the distance decreased!

the proximity of you and me...

was, in a sense, diseased!!

I ordered for the vodka

you said, "make that two"!

while I imagined the vodka burning you inner...

I was, in fact, being burnt by you!!

"Ride It" by the D.J.,

my hand wrapped in yours.

the shine in your eyes, neons jaded!

slow dancing, maybe desiring each other..on the floor.

the alcohols started speaking soon

you weren't aware of anything around.

so wasn't I...but I was aware of you!

I was aware of your howering eyes.

I was aware of the hidden things... so were you!!

your voice softened with every peg

I was serene... we, anyways, didn't need much words!

questions meaning two things at once.

the less we spoke, the more we heard!!

"would we see each other again?"

your question, my usual answer- "perhaps no..or I might"!

that silly smile of yours, playing upon all my words...

but, darling, on second thoughts,

you were probably good only for that night!!