Anything goes in Berlin.
Ten toes down, it can get a little wild.
Burlesque right at your door with one click
Scantily dressed tens, swaying their hips
Is the hottie there in the corner a dude or a chick?
Who knows? So much booze and heavy make-up
In the bathroom, powder the nose and make out
It gets freaky in the orgies and threesomes.
Take your time to pick a boo or order a takeout.
Bearded men chugging large glasses of Pilsner, no pint
Dressed up in drag and stinking of cigarettes and tint
Ample breast; is she really wearing a corset?
It's loosened up, and the nipple peek is a hint.
Dancers with long legs and voluptuous bodies
I'm fluctuating—biting on guys and ladies.
The music keeps banging on and on.
On the dance floor, everyone's a John.
Call girls are outside, ready to share a room if you pay.
I'm here every night, but I disappear during the day.
Willing to pop any pill to clear this haze
Everything gets better once you walk down the maze.
You become numb to the high at a certain phase.
Play for long enough to be a veteran—a hopeless case
Stare down the barrel long enough until you lose your face.
Touch some bodies and tear some of the lace.
It can get strenuous to be lost in a field of dandelions.
You are either a lion or stuck in a cage with lions.
The tears in your eyes at the end of the night may not be from onions.
And every party might not be a fun one.
Joints are being held in the sky like a trophy that we won.
If you have one share, it's a crime not to
Snooze, and you will lose, as the crowd consists of thieves.
What are we drinking tonight? A bit of everything
What a marvelous scene! The stage is set.
When it gets crowded, me and boo, settle for a tête-à-tête.
Our worries were misplaced in this beautiful place.
We are religious, but we worship other gods, not Jesus.
It might be facetious; they say we don't take anything seriously.
The only thing I definitely take - a hit from the vape.
The city of art and whores I can't escape
Engulfed by all the snow, pour more drinks on the go.
Before we drown in pleasure galore,
I would not change it for the world; it is what it is.
I said what I said, and I did what I did.
I can't come to you; I'm stuck in Berlin.
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Gulian & Juliet
@Gulian2.0 & @JJuliet

'The Rose's and Juliet's thorns'