Friday, March 24, 2006

The Music Will Carry You

Smoke floating through the air,
Blue lights flashing,
Red lights blazing.
Spot lights center stage.
Music pulsating,
Bodies pressing forward.
Eyes closed,
Music flowing over me,
As I dance in my tiny space.
A look from the artist,
A smile from the guitarist,
I try not to be self conscience,
As I dance.

No comments: