A date with the dancefloor
The beat, the sound of life
lights of temper in delights
in the party mood tonight
dancing bodys on the floor
dancing more and more
loving every second of it
I adore it, I have to admit
The exploring time
songs of perfect melodic rhyme
as I move on the dancefloor
and still, I want more
no more drinks tonight
the dancing is all I need to feel alright
The drugs of arousing moves
the perfect melody, feel the grooves
I am born, I am alive, I am free
This is where I love to be
Poetry by Malin Johansson
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Written on 2006-08-20 at 17:13
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