Confidence

by rachael   Nov 20, 2006


The thunder rolls off her body
There's not an inch of skin free from sweat
She pounds to the fast melody
There's no stopping her quite yet

The music pulses and things move faster
All around her is a meaningless blur
She stops a moment to catch her laughter
All eyes in the room are on her

She's not that gorgeous or model thin
She's not even the best dancer
This virgin girl never swears or sins
Yet she is this party's answer

Confidence is her secret tool
To get any guy she desires
She only has one rule about dating
No man can take her fire

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