I will dance with thoughts of you
(the most ludic boy in the room...
& in this room, that's saying something.)
but I will dance 'til my feet cramp
while the white lights flicker
& every girl sells her soul to Bacchus

in my heart I committed no crime
-unless wanting to be a hero is a crime-
(maybe it is.)

but I will dance with thoughts of you
(the most ludic boy in my heart)
& sell my soul to Bacchus...

just don't laugh when I do the electric slide.

10/04/2005

Author's Note: parties. sometimes. or not. but yes.

Posted on 10/04/2005
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