Venny Soldan-Brofeldt

Artist, sculptor, and jewelry designer.

Drunk Lovers

Through thick air, we exchange thick smiles 
And I wonder if he’s using physical cues of attraction 
And I google what do physical cues of attraction mean 
I can feel my body slowing down 
Heart racing 
Hand sweating 
Mouth dry 
I face him and say 
“wanna go out for a drink?”
he thinks for a moment 
Its not really a moment, its two seconds 
He agrees to drown in a glass of beer with me 
So, we go to a bar on the corner of the street
And we’re both sweaty and smell like beef 
But I try to fluff my hair a bit 
And I catch him run his fingers through his hair a bit 
He’s wearing a big black jacket, and I’m wearing a big jean jacket 
My face is glistening with sweat and grease 
We enter the bar packed with drunk couples and horny singles 
And we choose a stool to sit on 
We order two beers because we want to be drunk enough to fall in love, but not drunk enough to be lovers 
So, we agree on a simple beer 
And I look at his face for a quick moment 
Notice that he didn’t shave this morning 
And he’s trying to hide some acne scars 
But I move my stool closer to him 
Because his face looks beautiful like this 
So real and vulnerable 
And we begin to talk 
We both are struggling artists 
And we both like to eat desert for dinner 
We both want to win an Oscar 
And we both have social anxiety 
He moves his stool closer to me 
And he looks at my eyes 
And I try to avoid his eyes 
Because I don’t want to fall in love tonight 
But we decide to order another beer 
Because we’re not drunk enough for love 
After his fourth beer, he stands up and begins to move your hips 
And his shadow calls for mine 
So, I take his hand and sway with you 
Our energies clash 
Souls kiss 
And for a moment, time stops 
As if allowing us to live in this moment longer 
And I wish I knew what love felt like 
Because I want to know what loving him feels like 
The night gets darker 
And we both have morning shifts the next day 
So, we decide to end the night 
And we say goodbyes 
Too drunk to say goodbye
Our shadows are still dancing in the bar 
And I pray that the night lasts forever 
Because I want him to be drunk forever 
Drunk enough to fall in love with me 
Drunk enough for us to be lovers

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