The feeling I used to get
When I imagined our hearts
Secretly working together in sync.

I'd wear a gold dress with
Strappy high heels.
Blonde highlights in my
Wavy chin length curls.
We would laugh, smile, and
Drink our way through the night.

We would stumble from
One dive bar to the next,
Dancing and laughing in the back.
There would be night caps in
Charming old buildings with
Hardwood floors.

Vinyl records and wine
In mismatched glasses
Would keep us talking and warm.
It was a feeling of confidence that
I was your woman, and also
Free to be myself. Free to love.