Dancing on diamonds or so it would appear. As I feel my partner draw me near. As we spin and we twirl and we dip and we swirl. Lights tripped and dipped fantastic and the floor shined not from waxing. Not from chandaliers that have to be shined that can be so taxing. Your body heat sends waves of vibrations to my toes, feeling so light I can't feel my clothes. Sparkling, shimmering images of light, where we danced from early evening to late night. Disco days have gone and come. But the Disco diamond dance floor still does shine for some......... And we dance until my heart was effervescent and my soul seemed to bubble out of my pores. For we had captured a little bit of heaven tonight on the dance floor!