Our bodies’ friction releases energy,
Only fueled by adrenaline.
Thick heat surrounding us dampens our skin with sweat.
Shallow breathing,
Both on your part and mine.
We move to the same beating pulse,
Dancers to the same rhythm.
We’re so coordinated, our aura fuses together.
Our muscles scream for a break,
But we keep thrusting at our limits.
Once the moment has passed,
We’ll retreat to our own reactions
I’m left dizzy, still caught up in contemplating what happened
You’re left proud,
A sensation of a job well done remains in your memories
You smile,
A metaphoric form of gratitude for fueling your drive
I smile,
For you have just played one hell of a concert…
Monday, May 11, 2009
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Ha, love it(:
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