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Rushing waters
I can feel the beat,
My heat moves along with yours
Hoping we’ll drown in the rushing waves.
Light years away
Dancing bodies
Moving like the sea.
Crashing against one another,
Hot pressure moves the course of the dance floor,
Like a hurricane.
Then we drain away.
Dried up by the sun rays
Only the call of the next night will bring back this hurricane.
That seems light-years away.
Rushing waters
Dancing bodies
Hot pressure
Nightlife
