Saturday, 9 April 2011


The music pounded, I watched. The lights flicked madly, I watched. My head spun, I watched. They danced, a lithe sensuous dance, I watched, envious, from afar. I wanted so to join in. The dance shivered, became wild, exotic, erotic. I stood there, tempted, anxious, fearful.

I watched, I dare not approach; my awkwardness intervened, would not let me go.

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