Heaven !!

when they finally met

vodka swam in air

and friendship was poured in

glass after glass 

he the regular

she was a newbie

and nothingness breathed in

with a feeling

of getting drowned

in music

and intoxication too

wrapped in the blanket

of comfort zone

that grew cozier everyday

when their inhibitions

went on a brief holiday

words flew

or maybe not

when stillness

felt like a warm embrace

hours slipped by

in a matter of minutes

and they wished

the night would stop by 

with an unending supply

of alchohol and music

and nothingness to breathe in

and breathe out

because what else would they call?

heaven

if it was not this !