Saturday, February 17, 2007

higher than high

Your legs move, driven only by the pulsing sound of the system that drives your heartbeat. Your body is tired, but you just can't stop. Not now. Not yet.

Too much excitement to release. Too much intensity building. An overwhelming connection with strangers who possibly have nothing else in common, but their love for music; their love for soca.

1 comment:

The Seeker said...

You have captured the essence of how i feel.

Signed: "Soca in ma vein soca in ma blood"