Poem -

night fever...

night fever...

nowadays, we don't dance enough
i see couples picking fights instead of flowers
give me that night fever, mind fever; no madness
here on the dance floor I am free from sadness
that sweet loving man wants me

Here I am…praying for this moment to last. Living on the music so fine. Borne on the wind. Making it mine…

found me a partner to this song I love, so can you
everybody’s dancing under the disco lights again
various races, don't need much space it’s nice here
everyone's dancing to this song tonight
replay that beat; don't forget this moment
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zZzleepy

hehehe thank you, thank you 

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zZzleepy

hehehe thanks Marion!
 

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Cherie Sumner-Taylor

I would much rather be dancing than fighting anyday...I miss those days of carefree fun and intimacy of dancing with someone special....I enjoyed. xo ;)

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zZzleepy

Right?! Those days don't happen often...these days...lol
Thanks for stopping by Cherie! I'm glad you enjoyed!!
<3

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