I miss Friday's

Last Friday I twirled around a club
called "The Break"
with my beloved male friends
and I'll tell you
it's just not the same
ever since my best gal
got herself knocked up,
those boys ain't carrying groove
on their hips,
but they sure do grind
(even from behind)

I've been missing the nights
where girls don't need chaps
and we just swing to music,

with our bodies gently tossing themselves
to the moon
in hopes of some direction
or perhaps another song
to feel as though (if for only one tune)
nothing is wrong

even if the melody's off