Dance

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By Invisible Poet •

the surging crowd, the rippling mass we lose ourselves within the beat in between us and the world a sheet of glass our bodies are overcome by the heat the pulsing lights the sweat stinging our eyes we make the most spectacular sight eveyone else in the room dies there is only you and me your heart beating against my chest within this moment i set myself free our lips touch and neither jest hands locked against my shirt pulling me into my last chance tonight there will be no hurt only losing ourselves within the dance

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November 26, 2009 20:26suzieQ

i like this one. its fun, sensual and sweet all in the same go. good job

February 16, 2010 23:12KK

DANGGG. I reeeeally like this poem. It's like I'm actually there ha.

October 25, 2010 06:44Dawn, Like The Sun

I love this. Red baloons:)