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My first truly spiritual experience,
Was on a dancefloor.
Arms raised in a cloud of smoke,
Bodies twisting and snaking in the dissapearing haze.
Bass thumping through my heart,
Lungs screaming for air,
My mind, void of all thought.
But to dance forever,
To feel so alive.
To push past the pain,
and to live and breath,
And feel everything.
There's no better feeling than to
close our eyes,
And kiss the one you lust for in this wave of gleaming bodies.
Anon
Not my own writing, got it of a NZ web page but thought it was to good not to post it here.
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PLUR - [email protected]
My first truly spiritual experience,
Was on a dancefloor.
Arms raised in a cloud of smoke,
Bodies twisting and snaking in the dissapearing haze.
Bass thumping through my heart,
Lungs screaming for air,
My mind, void of all thought.
But to dance forever,
To feel so alive.
To push past the pain,
and to live and breath,
And feel everything.
There's no better feeling than to
close our eyes,
And kiss the one you lust for in this wave of gleaming bodies.
Anon
Not my own writing, got it of a NZ web page but thought it was to good not to post it here.
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PLUR - [email protected]
