The fading sky bleeds
burnt orange tears,
giving way to night’s
shower of stars.
Piercing light cascades
from heaven’s waterfall,
eliciting a flood
of primal passion down to earth.
Stuck in the warm embrace
of honey maple syrup,
we strip naked
and wait for our flesh to burn.
Eager is the lust
of a draining moon,
kissing our enflamed pores
with its velvet rays of silent electricity.
A buzz hums in the atmosphere
as lightning pulses in wild waves,
accompanied by rumbling thunder
that drives the song into raw veins.
Pumping feverishly through blood,
a sugar rush of adrenaline to the head
pops open dormant glands
to release enlightenment’s echo.
Vibrations from the chaos storm
lick our souls to the bone,
cleansing away ancient remorse
and breathing fresh hope into our hearts.
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