And as the sunrise kissed the horizon,
With not a tinge of fear consuming me
I counterstrike with supernatural stealth
Her envious pleasures spark my inspiration
The very same inspiration of which
Her batteries have ignited
Casting an excruciating beam of light
Along the sensitive vines comprised of
Poison ivy quick to spread to the touch.
My skin is serenaded by the notes
That perspire from her breath
Tickling a smile from within the
Hidden depths of my misery
A rarity that often never sees the light of day
Not even the light from the exit of a black hole
Painting a charming rainbow of sheer delight
Across the gentle caress of the summer haze
Assuaging the very core of my tender soul.
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