Her o d m

Eyes closed
Nodding her head
Lost in the
Fuzzy synths
And incense
When the bass
Plunged deep
And the drums
Gained ground
On her heart
Beat
The lights slipping
Across her eyelids
She tried to make
Her move
Her one
Dance move
Which was
A serpentine
Sweep of
Arm
With a
Roll of hip