She dances slowly
In a smoked filled room
Touching sound within a groove
Closing her eyes and feels it there
Unseen lover, touches her hair
Passing time of her own heart beat
Slowly stepping to catch the beat
Eyes of strangers cause a stare
Unsettled words float in the air
He aches to join her
To meet her mood
Standing off, within that room
Apart of a crowd, that's not really there
Just fading back, becoming apart of the stare
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