There’s no need for words under these pink fluorescent lights. Here is where we dance slowly enough for our eyes to never falter and our souls to stay connected.
There’s no worries under these pink fluorescent lights. The crowd around us seem more like a field of flowers in full bloom.
There’s no sense of time under these pink fluorescent light. I can’t sense anything besides your cotton candy kisses.
But there’s also no need for love under these dimming, pink, fluorescent lights. Spontaneous romances can only last while the lights are on.