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Red 

short dress

Im walking all alone

in a city covered by darkness

Fear? 

Cold

I'm singing foreign words to cope and I watch my breath forming clouds in every vowel

Sweat

Dancing heels echo in every step

I'm smiling

Water gets tangled in my curls

What does it matter?

They are soul -less anyway

People talk to me as I pass. 

I stare at the end of the road paying attention to my music

Arrival

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They ask for an id at the door

My hands shake

Nice photo he says 

I enter

Girls are already here.

Drinks

And we start talking

People come and go

Bodies swooping in the room

My ears are buzzing, the tune is familiar

I'm having a deja vu

He asks me to dance

A cute smile, that's all I remember. 

And a strong Spanish accent

Ah. It's been a long time

I mess up

We laugh our hearts off.

And split to different directions 

Change of partners

He's good. But old. And smelly. His breath reeks of whisky

And I'm messing it again. 2 left feet I say. 

He's lacking of patience and when the song ends he dumps me

I' searching for my friends. They are on the dance floor. 

Having the time of their lives

They look so professional. 

Like the rhythm flows in their veins causing them to glow and vibrate

It's like they had injections of sex appeal.

Someone taps on my back

It's him.

That smile. 

He's teaching me this time

I mess up

Again!

He's laughing at me

Great.

-Teach me, I plead.

-Let me take the lead!

And we dance. And with each song we get better

We learn from each other

How the hell are you so flexible?

We split. I join the others and we dance all together.

It's nice

I'm having fun.

No. Better than that.

I'm feeling high.

I'm stepping onto clouds

I' seeing colours I never noticed before.

Is this how you're supposed to feel when you're high?

See, I've never been.

And there we go again. 

He holds me. Without shame, without second thoughts.

Direct.

no puns, no innuendos.

Just dance.

And that's hot.

He turns me

And I'm getting dizzy.

But I trust him. He's the leader

He won't let me fall.

I won't let me fall.

He touches me like he knows me from sometime before

Another song. 

And another

And another

Music stops.

Time to go.

My friends are nowhere to be found

He insists on having a drink elsewhere.

I just want to go home

He walks there. 

We talk

Nothing happens.

I won't let anything happen.

We go to a bar and talk a bit more

Jeez he talks a lot!

Well, we can be friends.

[sorry]

He walks me home again. 

We embrace. 

We laugh.

But outside the dance floor everything seems different. 

I take my shoes off. 

My feet; they are 

Red