56poem

December 24, 2010

If you can dance,
you can have it all.
Fake the steps,
and the dancefloor
moves with you.

When the dancefloor
works with and not against
your weight, a triumphant
implosion falls around you.

And the girl who
snubbed your shoes
will press through the crowd
in awe of your aftermath.

LOCATION: Rio do Sul, Brazil – Jotted in notebook after a night out at a sertanejo club in Gabi’s hometown; Justin and I had no idea how to dance with the Brazilian girls.

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