effervescence

Happy we dance;
We slide, we glide, we float.

The night is infinite
Friendliness in abundance
Silence in moderation

It's a climatic buildup of energy--
The bass keeps going,
some keep playing, some keep dancing:
everyone maintains the atmosphere.

One by one each person reaches their limit, their peak.
A few develop penchants for others in these inebriated conditions
A few take advantage of these newly exposed weaknesses

Dancing, albeit it continues, loses its form
It becomes a waving of arms, a swaying of legs
A pulsating desire

Laughter becomes larger than life
Bottles are empty, hearts are heavy
Hugs are rampant, as is chattering

Attention: the speakers are done; they've burst

Everything is uninhibited, pure.

Escape until tomorrow.