A Pause.
The music starts,
The beat matches my pulse,
Gives rythem to my heart.
My soul is on fire,
My legs move without care,
I feel no sadness,
Like I’m dancing on air.
Nobodys watching,
I wouldn’t mind of they were,
Because the music just takes me,
I’m flying, I soar.
But then when it ends,
That buzz is still in me,
It’s like magic, a drug,
It’s a born-again me.
MaxiP
Oh I was with you there. Lovely.