Dance of the Night

He's here, and so are you.

It's so late, and dark, and where did your friends go?

The lights dance, and he's there, he sees you.

What is he? A 'vampire'? Maybe...

The music thunders and beats in the background, and he pulls you to the floor.

Your clothes are black, your moves light the place on fire.

He's close, wants to consume you, have you all to himself.

No words, just movement.

The beats insists you pull him to your lips NOW!!

The possession is instant, and it burns, and it's forever.