Poetry Slam Session Five

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The rhythm, oh the rhythm, I can feel it pounding in my chest. My heart flutters, my stomach feels as though suddenly filled with helium. My lungs fill with the crisp air that comes in short breaths as my feet move to the beat. Twisting and turning without one care. My goodness this feeling was priceless. Dancing with no particular direction. The twinkle in your eyes as you watch me move fills me with more adrenaline. Your head bobs to the beat as my entire body reacts. Your lips quirk up into a slight smile and I feel myself implode with— oh I can't describe it! Just one word can, really; ecstasy. Acceleration pushes me. I'm on a high. Drunk when you look at me. Boy, I don't have blood in these veins, all I have is you. Boy, I can't fly on my own, I need someone to hold me up just right. I need someone to love me just enough to raise me high enough to achieve that special something...

What I need is you

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Halsey inspires me ✌🏼 thanks, mom

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