Against a backdrop strewn with light and sound,
propelled by beats whose flames catch in my eyes,
you'll find me, arms and legs unchained around
soul-swaying rings where inhibition dies.
I love this crowd of people who accept
me as I am, drunk with the calling beat;
I drop whatever senseless fears I've kept
and feel them melt beneath my fluid feet.
And if you ask me why I could care less
about my shameless movement in this place,
I'll simply draw you through this gorgeous mess
and hope you'll find the magic in my face
that placed these freedoms here, alive and real,
where thought dissolves in everything I feel.