Glowing

She is a celebration of colour and metal. 
bright eyes pulled wide and heavy with paint
her decorated skin rising with the crowd
she is glowing 
she is wild.

She is a riot of shining, skinny limbs
black hair framed by the pulse of arterial red
her proud, bold, loud lips pushing boundaries
she is glowing
she is wild.

She is an unquenchable party
a fearless, hot, white star exploding in my stale world
the breathless realisation of my once inconceivable future
I am glowing
we are wild. 

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