Cologne

My skin burns at the touch of bodies
Swaying, jerking, searching
With flailing arms and sweaty fingers
This room is bloated with heat
A balloon filling up, about to fly away
Cologne and cigarette smoke intertwine
Like your eyes with mine
Hello, hello, new pretty soul
Dancing like fireworks, your laughter
Sparks and then dies, repeat, repeat,
We could be racing in an adrenaline war
But you just melt like ice cream
On an early summer night
Slowly and quietly you dissolve
Into my skin, I will carry this with me forever
I can hear the voice in my head
Fleeting and thrilled, the nature of it
Like a breeze or a shooting star
Slipping through the night.

-A.K.-