My eyes reflect the glistening disco ball.
My legs can't stop moving.
These boots keep stepping to the side,
And I want more.
I just can't get enough.
She looks right at me,
And the next thing I know,
She's all up on me.
But I can't stop, can't stop, can't stop.
The high of it all,
The visual stimulation of 80's outfits and the glittering sequins on her body.
My body reeks sexuality,
And I feel my soul oozing out of the cracks in my palms.
I'm a slave of the music,
And she sees me for it.
They all stare at me as I trace her skin,
This just might end me.
The rush of adrenaline grows hotter and hotter,
As I groove against my tight leather pants.
But I won't stop, won't stop, won't stop.
I'm having the time of my life.
My feet yearn for salvation,
But the night has just begun.
I make my move,
She makes hers.
This might just be what I needed,
But not what I wanted.
Stuck in an endless loop of Donna Summer,
A monotonous repetition of disco dance moves,
I look around,
But I can't find myself here.
I've sunk too deep into the disco inferno.
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The Diamonds In My Eyes Collection
PoezjaA collection of miscellanous poems that describe what it this world feels like for different people.