Dancefloor

by markfahmy

dancefloor

If the world was our dancefloor,
and the DJ could set us free..
If music was the language of our soul,
how different would it be?

If the planets revolved around a disco ball,
and gravity seemed to agree..
If our days began at nightfall,
would you be the moon and stars to me?

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