Vama Veche-Day 2

If every single day held,
So much pleasure and insanity,
All combined in a single place,
Squashed and chewed...yet lovely.

Just a moment,
Just a second,
Just a glance,
And every thing would turn to peace.

Emotions smile and wave,
The simple things we just can't let go,
Like Kirsten dancing on the wooden table,
Or james checking out every girl...

I simply smile and dance along,
As the day only gets better.

P.S.:
It's really 4:18 in the morning and I'm still not drunk:P