Stadium Arcadium,

I look for you,

In packed bars,

On the inside of another bottle,

You were probably around,

When I tossed back that last shot,

Or maybe when the lime touched my tongue,

I knew that I saw you,

When we were dancing to the beat,

How I requested another song,

Of Tell Me Baby,

Always the Peppers,

Getting Red Hot under those blue lights-

Shaking my hips,

Mouth on tremulous lips,

So tell me,

Do you find me?

Or should I find you?

~M.T.

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Author: mirandatran

In constant pursuit of my best life, best self, and the very things that set my soul on fire.

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