Night Songs

The cold and cloudy nights I consider the best, the sound of Rock gets more alive, the remembrances and crazies more active, so begins the night...

It had been some time since I stopped to listen to an older and heavier sound, sitting on the armchair and drinking my old whiskey I was thinking – go out? – a nightclub came to my mind, how about enjoying a bit this cold night. I dressed up fast and with the half empty bottle I left with no course. Without knowing for sure where I was walking, a little high, I bought a beer to relieve. A friend had commented about a near nightclub – how about knowing it – then I went in search of it.

Single women, couples and some manics were at the place, a Rock band was playing while I was drying my icy blonds, I noticed a pretty brunette of sensual body and blue dress exchanging some looks close, a man was beside her, I resolved to look in the eyes of the girl, suddenly she jumped on my neck – what a smelling woman – her hot body conquered me.

The heat was increasing, – one more icy blond – the things got heated at the place, women were showing themselves amid the band and I lost sight of the woman – maybe her husband had took her away, why?! – one of the dancers that went to the stage was beside me, “what did you think of the dance?”, what else could I say?

The corridors were dark and we entered in some bathroom – as far as I remember –  until indulge our sin, totally drunk I went out of the nightclub, lost I was walking on downtown, in my watch had gone 40 minutes...

Sleep all day, but never relax... The Rock night... The sounds of night...