Memories of Tanamur
- wateryourcellphone
- Oct 7, 2025
- 1 min read
John RC Potter
There once was a dance club in Indonesia;
it was called Tanamur (but, alas, it is no more)…
The disco beat.
The Jakarta heat.
The dancing feet.
That famous street.
Where lovers meet.
Beautiful Indonesian guys.
Gorgeous Indonesian gals.
Those somewhere in between.
Foreigners mingling in their midst.
Everyone looking for something.
Sonique – It Feels So Good…
I could hear the music travel on the night air,
when I left the Millennium Hotel nearby.
Sonique – It Feels So Good…
Above the dance floor,
as if in the clouds,
we danced as if entranced
by the admiring crowds.
The hours passed by as if
in a fantasy-covered dream.
The scent of lust mingled with
perfume, cologne, sweat, and steam.
Finally, with early dawn in sight,
two lovers in the shadowy light.
