Never Ending Party

I remember dancing in the streets that night. Something about that city could breathe some courage into me. Maybe it was something in that swamp air that affected me so. You looked into my eyes and I could see the lights reflecting back. That place ignited a fire in you that had burned out long ago. The city made you more dangerous. We ran down the street hoping to get a glimpse of the parade. Maybe we could catch a coin or two and get lucky. You told me to hang on to your arm so we wouldn't get separated. As if we could be torn apart. Fools and dreamers putting on a show of delights for all of us. The sweat dripping down my face tasted as bittersweet as the air smelled. I caught a pair of glistening beads and placed one around your neck. My king for the night. Or were you my knight in this shinning kingdom? You pulled me to a hidden alleyway so we could look up at the hazed sky and imagine what stars we could have seen. I saw the whole galaxy just from looking into your eyes. Sweet kisses that tasted like an eternity that I would gladly spend with you here.