this feels like fever
and I'm shaking
flip the switch
between life and faking
the floor is pulsing
bodies heated
lies we've told
ourselves defeated
it is my cardio
sweet heart attack
CPR on the dance floor
to bring me back
blood pumps again
and then I see
that every time
the rush saves me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem