I Wish I Could Describe

As I walked in the club,
I could see everyone dance.
The way they were dancing.
They weren't in this world.

Was everyone on some drug?
Could I get some, somewhere?

But I didn't want to disturb,
these trance people on their turf.

Not able to find another spectator,
I continued spectating.

Slowly. I started feeling the music,
My feet started tapping. My head started shaking.

Before I knew, I was trance-like myself.
I can't describe that feeling.

No drugs. Not high on anything. Flying.
No worries. No inhibitions. No right. No wrong.

Any thought, made the feeling stronger.
The feeling of freedom? of flying?

I wish I could describe.