She first saw him here in the club, his hot, half naked body,
covered in sweat as he moved on the dance floor.
As the lights from the lasers and projectors moved over the crowd on the floor,
it was though it captured her in a trance.
With precision and lively zeal, he now showed himself off for her, even with all the lights,
he noticed her stare, from the balcony above.
One song flowed into another, it constantly builds to climax,
the perfect music for the love drug they both decided to try earlier that night, ecstasy.
It was like they were both virgins again, enjoying this as the first,
he now beckons her down to the floor, in acceptance she goes to him.
When her first step hits the dance floor she enters the music,
it becomes part of her, her body, like his, offers itself unto the rise only known in rave.
They face each other now in a challenge of rhythmic enticement,
each trying to get the other to take them, a duel of passionate wanting desire.
His body slick with sweat now before her as another rise in the music enters them,
he now being compelled by her, falling to his knees before her, still in rhythm.
As she reaches down to touch her newly won prize,
her finger slips below his chin, lifting gently until their eyes meet.
Their lips, less that the tongues reach from each other, open to invite, they both want,
they touch, eyes closed as mind are now filled with natural laser light projections.
