High School Dance Floor

October 10, 2008
Grinding line
Flash of skin
Strobe lights
Clothes wearing thin
Pounding tempo
Thumping bass
Here is where they get a taste
Of rebellion, of sex
They move as one, a hex
Side to side, dipping low
Wondering just how far they’ll go
Then knowing they will never stop
Til she’s on floor and he’s
On top
Yet no one talks...
No need
All they’ve set out to do is feed
That hunger in their hearts, that greed
What they need, it’s what they need
They need each other, to dance
As one
Make it look like
They’re having fun
Thrusting, pumping, sweat-dripping,
A high school dance floor

Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

Site Feedback