22 July 2010

After Dark

The floor throbs and shudders
sending a low deep beat
that thrums from feet to head
lights swirl and skim
off skin and hair and eyes
heated bodies nudge
and bump and grind
heads thrown back
no control
until a glance is thrust
across the swarming floor
and caught beneath
a hooded gaze
two shapes move
parting waves of sound
impelled to connect
to meet to press
and so begins
the dance.

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