Flashback – Village

We just want to dance.

First time out,

or if you’ve been before,

these walls welcome you,

and the floor is yours.

The lights sparkle,

with excitement,

young and pretty,

just like you.

We just want to love.

Throwing bricks,

just to breathe,

without persecution.

Throw down,

the shame,

because you’re home,

and this night belongs to you,

and your dreams.

We just want to exist.

Your spirit is shining,

and I’ve never seen,

anyone as beautiful,

as you are,

when you’re free,

and in love,

with yourself,

and whoever you choose.