DREAMS

A sound so vibrant, so alluring that you can't stay away.  It pulls you in like two oppositely charged magnets, pure attraction in those few moments last centuries in your mind.  You look at a blur of faces in the iridescent light and all you want is more.  You strive for it, yearn for it, and plead for it.  It controls your every thought, that constant collage of voices, none unique, but none the same.  It is at this point, you realize your surroundings, an empty gym, filled with dreams.