The dance.

The dance.

A Poem by darkness*star1985
"

Holding on to your seats, you about to get a dance of a lifetime.

"
The smell of sex, sweat, and alcohol

Music blasting makes bodies moving

Swaying to the beat, my heart pounding

Feels of escape and pleasure.

Hands reaching for the sky

just to slowly fall and little touch

down my skin.

The music is the pleasure, the organism
 
My body is ready to be taking over and just

feel of the high.

Close skins rubs against skin

Bodies moving and swaying

Close to close, sweat mixing

with sweat.

All ready for the climax, the release

to send are bodies on overload.
 
The music pounding us to move

the bodies fast and hard, Sending

the sound waves and vibrations around us and

Thought us, Taking are bodies over the edge.

Feel of complete release, escape, and pleasure.

 
 







© 2012 darkness*star1985


Author's Note

darkness*star1985
please tell me what you think? please ignore all grammars, spelling, i will fix those later.

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wow cool ....good job

Posted 11 Years Ago


I can't say I've ever been part of this "scene" but I can easily imagine it upon reading this, it's so vivid. And the flow compliments the theme perfectly.^^

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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