Bright ball spinning light, polyester white
Dressed up to the nines with your girl in tow
Gyrate to the bass beat, raise hands in flow
Sister, this is disco dancing dream night
Dance in desperation with all your might
Syncopation, yes, but stress every beat.
Machines blow smoke, laser lines look neat
Sweetheart is so pretty this magic flight.
Something draws you closer in the slow dance
Then draw apart in fast to watch her move
Baby you have got this one down so smooth
‘Tis my heaven just to see you spin, prance
Alive, alive, I move with you in power
With love’s desire, entrance me in this hour.
© 2017 David W. Palmer