hot sleepless nights
sweat trickling from every pore
shiftless in the daylight
in the evening, nerves trembling with trepidation, with excitement

freshly washed bodies swaying in the breeze like jarcanda blossoms
two electrodes sharing a thousand volts with one look
crashing into each other from the heavens
a hailstrom, a meteor shower
an ever burning flame

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