Under the light of a tiki torch disco ball,
with a finger to your lips and a hand up your shirt,
I push you out and pull you in,
living a dream that we will later
gladly trade for a memory.
copyright 2015 Steven Harz
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Under the light of a tiki torch disco ball,
with a finger to your lips and a hand up your shirt,
I push you out and pull you in,
living a dream that we will later
gladly trade for a memory.
copyright 2015 Steven Harz
