"the Beat"
A landscape of sound laid out before her
The dance beat pulsing in the air
The spotlight shimmering in her hair
A wild and vivid, fluid concoction of movements
The pounding bass in her chest
The pace too quick for rest
Strobes and lasers flicker to the sound
The color illuminates her, makes her glow
The flashing merges her motions as the passion grows
Each person is a whole in this dance of life
The sound fades and the lighting changes to dull shades
The band plays a new song and the intensity remains
Copyright © Evan Zeitler | Year Posted 2010
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