Palms sweaty, a sticky mess
Clutching and wiping at softness, swooshing skirt
Beads of glassy dew pop on nose and brows
to nest there, steaming
to nest there, steaming
Hairs standing on end at nape of the neck
Jaws tightening, teeth grinding, shaking
Is is time?
Feeling faint, hot, no cooling this
rising internal inferno, no stopping this
insistent knocking inside my chest
Ragged breaths tear at my throat
Is it time yet?
Coughs, clearing of throats, chattering
voices float away with a fluff of cloud
Velvety waterfall raises up to the sky
Revealing shadows in the near distance, then
Lights like multiple Suns shine brightly, birds chirping loudly
Music fills and spins my head around like sweet heady wine
Melting all away in a breathless delight, ecstasy
It's showtime!
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