Our carbonated hearts beat neon We tear out into the melting scarlet sky as it spills onto candied clouds The birdsong resonates within me All life, all energy, everything It somehow all leads back to your hand in mine Our feet echoing bare against the cold pavement You are the sun that rises to warm the earth I am moon in waiting We break the peace with our laughter We are the morning glory
this was mostly me wanting to combine the two words I overuse most in positive writing (carbonation and neon) but also to stretch my creative muscles and focus on some imagery