June 8, 2009
you feel the beat
your up on your feet
upward you reach
your own new physique

while on your toes
the feeling it grows
the music it flows
nobody knows

what your feeling inside
with that first glide
we all step aside
you show your pride

your hips swing
hearing the ring
that magical zing
makes you wanna sing

the music dies
you close your eyes
the sparks fly
you hear the cries

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Jun. 24, 2009 at 2:04 am
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