In the burning heat of love and rage.
The chill of the spine. Arms. Neck.
Transisting twinnings. Tingles and spurs.
Worming throughout troubled places. Heart. Mind. Vertebrae.
Trembling feet. Trembling hair.
Emotion. Precipice whining. Crying out with feeling of yearn.
More! I say. Fades.
Until next time.
Until next time. I fly once more.
With the dust of fairies and my greatest dreams.
The whirring immensities of life at it’s highest point.
Always there with that to be felt. The amazing intensity.