Dance, Dance

by, Cassandra

Good or bad,
wrong or right,
I'm yours tonight,
so hold me tight.

And here's where I envision
a soulful tune slinking through
the smoke filled atmosphere.
We dance and dance and dance.

Good or bad,
wrong or right,
hold me tight.
I'm yours tonight.

And lights go dim, dim, dimmer
as we move to the heat filled beat.
We turn, and our eyes meet,
as we rise to our feet.

Good or bad,
wrong or right,
I'm yours tonight.
Hold me tight.

The scene opens on a
strobe light dance floor,
and the song skips a beat,
as our fingers meet.

Good or bad,
wrong or right,
hold me tight.
I'm yours tonight.

a/n: so I had this beat in my head, and I don't know, maybe this doesn't quite fit it, but it's something at least.