Light up

Your total spots leap into my skin where parties happen all the time. Never knew how many disco red there could be until I let myself look in the mirror. On and off you could have the lights blow up your circuit board in the spare bedroom closet. Like the fireworks that exist the most when it’s dark.  where nothing matters except what makes the dark.
Because light always does. And that’s how we exchange between the two .
You’re my hero for breaking through what i was trying to make light of all this time.

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