Pulses punch beating heart
sinking into bloodstream,
clawing into legs and arms.
Enchanted by the beat,
head leaned back in sheer pleasure
and smile blossoming
on lips trembling in song.
Hands waving in air,
hot with sweat and joy.
And then the song is over.
A contest entry
- OPTIONS I- GOLD - SILVER - BRONZE FOR EACH by Florida Sunshine.
475 points, ended August 16, 2008, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What be your thoughts?
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OH MY GOSH... You should meet the poet blackday, who is a teen poet on this site... if you do not know him, I think you would like each other. He's 17 and writes really fine poetry, too.
Your poetry totally impresses me. 
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I'm looking him up right now
Thank you so, so much.
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~ Isn't that the worst too!!! ~ ~ I do like Techno, so I do know what you mean on your last line. -- Funny I never really felt exhausted but -- Satisfied. [If that makes any sense.]
-- Somewhat the same feeling I get in this poem. ~ ... but with the added bonus of wanting 'more.'
Nice write! I did enjoy the read of the piece. You floated memories of sound bouncing in my mind. ~
Thanks so much for entering, it was my pleasure reading and reviewing your work, I hope you enjoyed it too...
Best of luck to you,
Florida Sunshine
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