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the music plays I sway to the drums to the bass hum while I move subtle grace gotta keep time gotta dream gotta hold on while the guitar screams obscene, you know what it means this scene flutters between yearning and the fire of sopping desire I just wanna dance a chance in the moonlight a prance in the shadows does anyone know I'm in the throes of something, anything, one thing madness no sadness here, just passion and the way we fashion love and wear it take a rip don't slip take a bite bear it on the floor out the door hobble to the cobbles to the street hours from showers of sunlight on those toes that carried me and the music married me to echoes amidst the stars between the cars and oak trees, elm trees, pine trees I'm sweat soaked, overwhelmed but fine brought to my knees to pray, "GOD, Dear GOD," I say,"just one more day to dance |
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