Title: Madison

Artist: P J Loughran

We crossed the floor
I hadn’t danced like that since years before
I closed my eyes and breathed you in


Perhaps I spoke too soon
Perhaps my sight’s askew
Or maybe optimism’s found the best in me again


Last night you picked me up
And knocked me down
And hit me square between the eyes
And oh, to my cynical surprise
A beating’s never hurt so well
And felt so fucking fine
all at the same time

I watched you sleep
And memorized that sweet profile
There dreaming next to me


I scanned the room
Hoping your blue eyes
Were searching for mine too

Last night you picked me up
And knocked me down
And hit me square between the eyes
And oh, to my cynical surprise
A beating’s never hurt so well
And felt so fucking fine
all at the same time