Teetering On the Brink
It's all a flurry
All I see is blurry,
The lights are streaming
Sparkles in her eyes are gleaming,
The music is pulsating
Through my skin,
Deep within my soul
I feel it overpowering,
I have no control
Who does?
Not I
I'm teetering on the brink,
I'm going to fall
From the rhythm,
This beat is sick
It makes my heart tick
She laughs; I smile
This is going to be a hit,
I jump
My heart is lit
What is my next move?
I am feeling this groove
She dances close to me
I will seize this moment, I will not flee...
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