The Only Moment Is Now
Los Mirlos - Cabalgando Con Ella
The night is hot. Sweat trickles down the back of your thighs. The air is thick, and the the smell of dust and concrete and cigarettes mixes with the scent of excitement and desire. Bodies move, alone and with each other, words spoken with the hips. Some men stand against the wall, beer in hands. Small groups of women exit the bar into the large courtyard, laughing as the rhythm pulls them to the dancefloor. The yard is packed with people.
And the world outside keeps on moving, and the stars above keep on shining and in the morning everything may still crash and burn, but tonight in the yard, while the DJ plays and the dancers sway with the grace of hands on hips and eyes that smile…here you are untouchable.
Yeah, I know, this song has you spun. Me too. You gotta get it out of your system:
SERMONS! is brought to you by Jamie Ward, a multidisciplinary artist currently in Texas. You can also find me on Twitter and Instagram.
Want to support SERMONS? Consider becoming a paid subscriber!
Or, just help spread the word.
Musik Klub: Everythang’s Workin