PASSIONS PLAYERS

GIRLS WHO DREAM OF GRANDER THINGS,
LOCKED IN MUSICS EMBRACE.
DANCE TO THE BEATING OF ELECTRIC DRUM,
RHYTHM IN LOLLY VIBRATION AND HUM.
JOCKEYS OF DISC EATING LEMON NOT PLUM.
PASSIONATE PLAYERS AND STARS OF THEIR GANG,
WHAT TRACK WILL THEY VENTURE DOWN NEXT.
SKIPPING THROUGH SOUNDS LIKE FIELDS UNDER SHOE,
MIX IT UP WITHOUT LEAVING A SCRATCH,
OLD SONGS BLENDING WITH NEW.
ROLL OUT THE DANCE FLOOR WHILE STROBEING THE LIGHT,
FLOATING ON FEELINGS OF CHEMICAL FLIGHT.
AND WHEN DO WE KNOW THE PARTY WILL END,
SUNLIGHT IS NEVER THE CLUE.
DARK SHADES TO COVER VAMPIRE DESIRES,
PRAYING I'LL GO HOME WITH YOU.
WHETHER I WILL OR WHETHER I WON'T,
PLEASING YOU TO SECURE MY PLIGHT.
PINK ANGELS GATHER TO SPRINKLE LOVES DUST,
ALL THINGS FEEL TINGLE AND FILL FULL OF LUST.
THE NEW DAY TAKES HOLD OF THE NIGHT.
Copyright (c) Robyn Whittaker. 2008