David Gahan Poem by Dead Beat Poet
David Gahan
The only reason I ever go out,
is to dance while David is singing.
With the echo of your words,
my ears are always ringing.
My impulse comes alive,
at the sound of your voice.
My dance a welcome need,
not a that and this choice.
When I hit the floor,
the girls begin their glancing upon.
But when it is I close my eyes,
it's only with you I am ever dancing until Gahan.
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