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Burning to burn

At the most recent party I went to

I was only warm.

The complete opposite of what I wanted to feel.

And you said warm is ideal. Right?

And I said no. **** the middle.

I. Want. To. Burn.

From the kind of dancing that makes your back sweat

Hips swing

From the Afro Latin beats

Whine to the Caribbean dance hall music

Naturally stepping without getting stepped on.

Screaming in unison to the lyrics of a dumb top 40's song.

Breaking my back to some nasty reggaeton

Throwin it back to the 90's classic. OW!

Gettin intimate body to body in a tasteful salsa.

Baby baby baby you make me wana holla.

I want to sweat!

But no one's dancing.

There's too much beer pong.

And I'm warm,

Only from alcohol.

I'm leaving this party.

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negrita
Published
Nov 15, 2015
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#dance#college#parties#frustrated
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