The appearance of your pearly white straight teeth
Sends the hot blood,
running through the veins,
in my cheeks...

And the feeling of them,
filling up, to much.
Spilling out, like the thoughts in my head
They come out my lips,
and they don't make sense...

So, take me to the dancefloor...
Dance with me, like you've never even danced before.
Take me to the dancefloor...
Put your hands on my hips,
Touch my nose, with those lips...

FOLLOW US was established in 1997, and since then we have successfully completed numerous short story and poetry competitions and publications.
We receive an overwhelming positive feedback each year from the teachers, parents and students who have involvement in these competitions and publications, and we will continue to strive to attain this level of excellence with each competition we hold.


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