Electric shock
Sparkling hot
Slow motion through stained glass
she is here
experience the movement
bliss and energy
Conscience falls into confetti
neon lights consuming
shimmer with high notes
back bends and low strokes
ecstasy traces flying quotes
catching the butterflies
fluttering from her hazel eyes
through the tranquil night
moonbeam droplets
articulate an intrepid intelligence
camels sprint to quench
if only they were quick enough
crystalline smoke
breathe in
now breathe out
zipped in backup
behind me
somewhere on jade street

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