Music - Poem by Svet Pfeifer
Dancing with me, floating gently.
Palms on my waist. One, two, three. One, two, three.
Sweating with oils, minimum covers.
Flashes of light. Look at me. Look at me.
Moving my hips, raising my arms,
Beat in my ears. Enter me. Enter me.
Driving too fast, wearing sunglasses,
Wind in my hair. Let me be. Let me be.
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