how the walls were pulsing along
to the beat, beat, beat.
remember how you swooned me
into your room and into your bed?
i almost gave in right
there and then.
then where would that night have gone?
but i wanted to dance, with
the others - who knows who.
i had thoughts of the stars and of a
place that was not present, somewhere,
anywhere but there.
remember when you grabbed
my wrists so we could tango?
but i was clumsy with my two left
feet that left us
falling over
making a mess
banging the walls
hitting our heads.
what have i done?
i did it again.
dancing with the devil
nearly left me dead.
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