Under my tongue

The bright colors dancing through my eyes push me closer to the music
The beat spins my head, I go left and right
There's a crowd surrounding me, the dancefloor eats my body: I'm dancing, twisting into paradise
And here I am... A place I didn't know, but feels right
My brain rushes my thoughts, my mind keeps up but my mouth doesn't... It's a war that I don't acknowledge until someone says so
My skin aches for a touch, my feet won't stop and my hands are reaching for something more
I am thanking his twenty bucks and this little paper that couldn't hold a single A..
I am feeling on top of the world!

Aoyama, Yasmin Hikari