skin, electricity and the bursts of the golden giant

she altered the chemical base of my brain,

soothing,

and both shocking my neuron system

( soft explosions on the sun )

as if eager petals

opening to the touch of her hands

over and over again

caught somewhere

between the atmosphere of oxygen and unsteady currents

with hushed tones and needing sighs,

whispering herself

into my blood and craving veins,

dipping those fingers into the matter of my core

counting my ribs

and humming a tune

that melody

forever imprinted in my soul