Disco
Electric pulse- it's sharpness
Biting...stinging
Gyrating forms become one
Changes in hue altering the mood
In the nighttime
You feel the sparks flight
Resurgence through motion....
Life's genesis
One moment retained forever
The next quite by chance
Together....but chaotic
Vision upon vision
They take their stance
To fly or run....
Always, forever to dance
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