i just wanna dance. 

i wanna find a stranger and slow dance to the melody of a saxophone player in central park.  i wanna pick her up above my head and make believe she's soaring, only to bring her down so she can glide upon this earth with her grace.  i wanna turn and spin, and cha-cha and salsa and doo wop.  i wanna flip and flick my fingers, tip and tap my toes to that jimmy jazz razz matazz. then swirl and sway to the rock and roll like axl rose in a sweet child o' mine, bring me some rhythm n rhyme while i tango with a rose between my teeth, and that mango beat in my ears.  hit the boogie to the woogie, shake rattle and twist with that 50's mix.  and disco in the city bistro with this lady whoz just as crazy with her hips, and i'm staring at her lips as she sings that r&b flava in my ear, tellin me that she wants me with her eyes and she moves in mysterious ways and i chase that kitty kat way.  i wanna slow dance on the platform of the 7 train in grandcentral station to that waltz for zizi. i wanna take her on a sweet sweet fantasy.  and court her as a rooster courts his hens, in my traditional clothes, i wanna expose my emotions as i stomp and flip my flops over bamboo sticks, and that manilena dip.  and with my romantic flair, i'll sit in my chair and sing her a serenade, then its lady marmalade, pardon my french, lets dance on this bench.  i just wanna dance in the reality that is only the dance floor, forgeting it all, its utopia in the rhythm, hypnotic in the transitions, theres no inhibitions. i just wanna dance

June 2005