The Girl in Purple

I was under the influence of a mixture: The disco lights in my eyes the pole dancers almost butt-naked and shiny with oil Plus atleast six puffs Of blue, pink, white And purple And then it was purple Among yellows and reds More shiny than the bulb Was it a dream? Or ecstasy What! Was she smiling at me Was I too obvious Were my eyes bulging Was I flying off my seat Some sort of telekinesis She still smiled And I felt like my head was under water Actually I was Now I was swimming Like the mermaid girl But wait! Was I in a fish tank? Cause I could not make it She was still so far Then it was purple And I realized I would never ever Rest my head or tongue in the plateau of her breasts Which I imagine To be sweeter than Grapes and milk And the club was playing: "Before you came into my life Everything was black and white Now all I see is colours Pink n yellow n green n blue" But I couldn't agree Because all I could see Was the girl in Purple