Lights Up
Lights Up
electricity.
it courses not only through my veins,
but the veins of those around me.
every touch is a spark.
one hug could power even the most consuming machine for years.
the energy inside our bodies seeps into the air we breathe
and we feel it in our lungs.
we are a circuit, enclosed, holding hands,
as our power runs in circles within us.
the circle stretches, and it breaks,
each of us left with our own spark,
a fire deep within.
we are disconnected, but we breathe the air,
and we feel each other.
the electricity running from one person to the next
with every breath.
and then, there is light.
it ignites us all, our fires glowing radiantly.
each one is different from the next, and
every single one of them is beautiful.
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