Treasure Island

Christian Connor Schwantes

Girls in Back Rooms

Training Nights
Training Days
All the eyes looking this way
Our breath gets shallow
Getting hard to swallow
Hands start to shake
Heels start to beat
The ground takes the heat
Ill start this dance
Trust me, it’ll move fast
So, hold tight
It’s gonna be a beautiful night
Arms moving in perfect sync
Legs tangle
I know what you’re about to think
I am your partner
Trust me, you’re free
Your body’s safe with me
Dance just one more song
This song can last all night long
You are my porcelain doll
Never fall, always spinning
Grab this hand
Take this journey
Never look back
Tossing and turning
Heated and burning
This is where our lips meet
Is it how you thought it’d be?
When you can’t even feel your feet
So, keep dancing with me
Until everything you kept inside is finally set free

Submitted: Monday, January 30, 2012
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