Hot, hot, hot,

My arms lifted slightly above my head
fingers clicking to a familiar beat
slowly my hips start to  gyrate

Hot, hot, hot,
My head  is spinning
leading me into a
      trance
confused,  state of mind
     eyes closed,
something takes over me
my body, my soul.
Strong ambiances 
controls this atmosphere.
Darkness
subduces me, 
uncontrolled  movements
speeds up, then
suddenly disappears
Music, what music 
never was no music
but there is a conclusion

Hot, hot, hot
What I need to know
Did you too, experience  what I felt, 
Hot, hot, hot