During the Boogie Swerve Has anyone thought they were in L0ve ?? Having just looked at somebody for no more then two minutes ?? That something in you is taken away in a Fancy of some Random, Handsome stranger - from another Land ?? I haven't. I guess i thought i had come close last night, when my arms flailed about in the Direction of Random peoples besides this Stranger, who for now i shall Rename - Pietro, For Privacy upon Copyright Factors. Searching for all bodies but -Pietro's- In an attempt to rid them from my Presence. Not only for the fact that it would draw warranted attention to myself, but clear the room quicker, for a more Peaceful less Cluttered View of the Adored. The entire Dance floor, was Voyant. Besides the feel of his Fiery Company, and the Sweat Beads emerging from my Ever-Dipping Face. How hard it was to drag my eyes up from my Floor-Worn Chucks, and his rittled Jean Bottoms, amongst shards of shattered, Clumbsily lost glasses and bottles. Hands were groping, left, right and centre. Lips locking between the Sexes. And bodies boiling with thick alcoholic intoxication, multiplied with the husky, heavy smell of Body Odours. Bodies all around were swaying, as though they were being dragged by the hands of the Music, being shaken, stirred and disturbed for hour upon hour. And hour upon hour, the torrant of Feline like Females crowded his frame, with battering lashes, pouty lips, and endearing persistance of want... Perhaps Lust. Through the dark my eye would cut to his direction, in an entransive glare. How dare this Stranger -Pietro- take my Notice so Unawarily !! As the night rolled by in a wave of Heavy Beats and air drenched thick with Flicking-Strobe Light, carving it's way through smoke and silhouettes. It became more obvious that my Notice, was mutual. It went more ways then one,on my part. And it felt Wrong in some ways - Justified in others... And drawn to me he was, as though he were tied to the end of a piece of string, all the while... As if i were rolling this piece of string up... Before i could gather what sense of direction this all had, we were seated - Mid song... Still standing. I was seated against him as we grooved eachother's World, his face remained perched against mine - His hands searching to make out my Body; yet oblivious and numb... From the fact that this was not real ?? Physically it was... Mentally... It was Unreal.. I looked to him, barely making out his features clothed beneath his matted copper hair.. I felt like i was staring at myself. Then it made sense to me... We were Afraid. But couldn't hold ourselves back any longer. Afraid to be together... In the midst of the Boogie Swerve.. Days now unfold, and roll further and further away from that Night, now i awaken to the same Cobalt Walls... This night can never be re-lived. Re-created.. Re-owned.. It was the Night... To be Violated with Boogie Swerves... No more..