October 26, 2010
By , Peralta, NM
The floor shines like the morning sun,
While the bar is chipped like a dropped cup,
The room calls me towards it,
With an intriguing voice, Leather clings to my feet,
With a tightening grip,
The music runs through my veins,
Boosting me up,
and filling me with joy,
My creative brain bursts open
with new steps,
And emotion explodes from my heart,
Like diamante exploding.

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