Tuesday, December 4, 2012

On The Dance Floor


Love comes to life in strobes of light
Music flowing through hips like waves
Body against body holding tight
Hands held hands touch hands explore
Forehead pressed against forehead
Two moving as one becoming whole
The only ones on the crowded floor
Lost in each other
Breathing, smelling, feeling
The joy of discovery
Hearts beating with the booming bass
Unaware of the ticking clock
Music stops and the night ends
One becomes two again
All is forgotten

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