Adam Shirley

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The bursts of laughter heard from fifty feet away

The cool Saturday night

Leaving me inarticulate

Euphoria in the moon

Latin songs play a couple houses away

The cheering of one\'s celebration of their birth

Out they are yet in here I lay

With the sound of millions of tears shed on the other line

I listen

I dare not to speak

For what the mind seeks is for ears to drink their tears

Oh Saturday night, let there be glimmer

Of millions and millions of fireflies waiting to shine

Can one truly reach euphoria?

Oh dear Saturday light

Bless me as I sleep through your night.