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Nightlife

22:39 Feb 12 2017
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My adulterated actions tear at my soul,

my adulterated actions make me high

Dancing, gyrating and being the center of attention in a night club is my heroin, my cocaine

The buzz I feel dropping to the floor

The sexiness I feel grinding body to body is liberating.

The pulsating beats the techno lights are my freedom.

The smugness I feel when I turn the head of another woman's man

The confidence I feel when men stare and watch from afar.



Dancing connects me to this earth and makes me whole. When I cannot dance I feel trapped, suffocated.

If my boyfriend saw my nightlife infidelity, the sin of dancing on other men and the pleasure that occurs between, would make him leave me for good.

Part of me doesn't care because I am being myself.

He'll never accept or satisfy that part of me; he'll never participate.



Dancing is me and dancing is all around me.

I'll never stop, not even if we wed.

I belong on a dance floor, stage and in the spotlight.

Weight lifts from my shoulders and chest

So come find me,

Body to Body

I'll make you sweat, I'll wear you out

Take a hit from the drug that is me


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