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By Dylan Kwiatkowski Date: 2003 Apr 24 Comment on this Work [[2003.04.24.15.43.10729]] |
| The neon lights of the bar illuminate your face while you twist and turn on the dance floor. I watch in amazement as the light skips across your body. The moment seems to run in slow motion, yet my mind seems to race. Every inch of your clothing becoming a purple haze. Suddenly everyone else fades away and we are the only two left. Nothing else seems to matter, all other thoughts are banished. For we are together. Just the two of us, getting "Jiggy" to the overplayed noise that you can only dance to when you've had to much to drink. The song ends and like a raindrop in a pond, I lose you to the crowd. |