30.05.03 - 4:15 PM
We are on a stage , the curtains are about to close , the music is playing and our smiles are tearing at our faces . It's over , it's over , it's all so over .
We are so tribal as we scream and rush out of the room , the auditorium , lacing through the audience and out the doors , collapsing on the cool floor . We are a pile of lovers , fairies , royals . We are a pile of actors , actresses , souls intertwined by a single passion , a single rush , a single stage/ audience/ script/ love .
You know I love the way you move , your hips the way they slink through the air , your tiny fingers running across your body your dance , your fire , the way you effervesce , seep into our souls and stain us .
We are an intricate series of movement , memorized words under direction of a slender woman with the grace of a deity . We are orbs of light , pure and distilled , raw talent , raw friendship , raw love .
We are machinas running on love , I love you I love you I love you I love you .
I am brimming with affection for a group of people I will never see united again , different faces different minds , all together all smiling , fawning over what will never happen again .
We don't realize these experiences will only happen once .
Everything needs to be savoured .
