Brushing past you, electricity in the air
sparks, invisible, but very perceptible
they enlighten everything, even the soul
light like whiplashes, pain alternating rest
no matter what, they turn on the heat
our paleness suddenly turns rosy-red
both our cheeks a flag of defiance
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-10-14 02:49:00
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