five dorrar

i have daydreams about us, you know
but theyre set at nighttime
theres one that we have a boombox, or a stereo but i dont know where the power is coming from
im wearing my frayed bleached shorts, my knee boots, two singlets and two necklaces (there is two of us you see). you are wearing those tiny blue supre shorts that you have, and a baggyish black top, and a long necklace but no shoes.
were both wearing our wedding rings.
later in the night i take off my shoes, but for now their on.

so we have this boombox, and its in the middle of chinamans park. its playing really loud clubbish music and were dancing like we dont give a fuck. were both tipsy, verging on drunk, and clutching a beer in one hand. but we dont drink much after that corona. coz being tipsy is funner than being blind drunk. in my opinion.

anyway. were dancing around and having the best time with the music and theres so much love between us and the music.
theres other people there too, people we love too.but were the wildest and dancing the hardest. the others sortof stop dancing after a while and its us, and theyre just talking happily around us as ther looking on.

and we have a wild sweaty night. we do eventually break away from the music but were still sortof dancing around the place casually.

you go up to one of our friends and dance with him and before long your lips are locked and i find myself smiling for you. later, when we sleep together, you whisper to me the stories of what you got up to with that boy.

when your kissing him, a boy comes up behind me and holds my waist. i dont look and cant see who he is, but he kisses down my sweaty neck starting and my ear and working down past my collarbone. everyone can see us, but everyone loves each other at this occaision and ther is no judgement on anyone.

he kisses me along my collarbone (all this time i dont know who he is as hes behind me and leaning down over my shoulder) (hes tall) (clearly). then he spins me around and takes me to the music and we dance in a sweaty heaven until were exhausted and go and lie in the grass and just look at the sky silently. at this time your on the beach with your boy and god knows what is happening because youre hot and you always score what you want ;)

eventaully you come up and come and stand near me and hold your hand out to help me up. i grab it and you pull me into your embrace. your covered in salt and sand and i cant help but think your beautiful. i dont know where your boy is. my boy is lying down still and i dont say anything as we walk away because we have been silent all night and i didnt want to break that.

so we walk away and sit under a tree back with the rest of the people and find a comfy position for both of us like that time on the lovesac at jasmines.
you find a cigarette on the ground and this time you have the matches in your bra but ther wet because youve been in the ocean. so we wander to a girl and she lights it for you.

we share it because thats what bestfriends do.

after a while we decide we love music and we go and find a bout of energy we didnt know we had and go absoloutely hyper dancing crazily. this time everyone joins us and its like a massive sweaty moshpit but with a bigger sense of love in it. everyone is grinding against each other and no one can really breathe and just have to jump with the rest of us.

so we jump because we dont know the song but dont care either.

eventually were tired and we go back to a house, its not yours and its not mine, but its where everyone goes, and we all sleep in the one room and its packed to the brim. we find a small patch of carpet and curl up in a ball on it. your the little spoon but your curled into a ball so i can wrap all the way around you. we sleep and wake up with the sun on our exhausted bodies. only a few people are awake, the rest are sprawled around the place, more disorganised than last night.

the awake people and us gather and drink orange juice out of the carton straight but of course you dont have any because you DONT LIKE THE TEXTURE. but i offer you anyway and i take your sip when you say no because im a greedy fuck that likes orange juice.

people eventually all wake up and then we realise theres no more orange juice and we dont have food and that we should have planned a bit better. but i mean, who plans these days?

so were happy in our hungry and hungover bodies that beg us to take better care of them.

well lie in the sun for the rest of the day and probably regret that when we fry. but everythings okay because we have a frozen frenchfry for five dorrar.

then we get up, go out, and do it all again.

:)