“This is no time for confessing”…

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Stood upon high…
Hypnotizing the crowd…
Fucking the music…
Playing it loud…
A travelling goddess…
Cool majestic queen…
Synchronised movements…
Forcing a scream…

A lady, no saint…
Assuming control…
The relentless beat…
Soothing the soul…
Strong willed woman…
Is she a witch…
Dark and mysterious…
In any language…

Sexual tension…
Circles the hall…
She owns the stage…
Spellbinding them all…
Words are honest…
Leaving their mark…
Infecting the ears…
Punching the stomach…

The guitar in hand…
Is weapon of choice…
Whilst mesmerizing…
With her haunting voice…
And penetrating stare…
Surveying the faces…
Gathered at her feet…
From far flung places…

Descending into them…
At one with it all…
Lost in the music…
They break her fall…
Regaining the high ground…
Loved by the crowd…
She’s fucking electric…
An angel fallen from clouds…

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