cool electric

it's in these late night walks by my lonesome that i feel heavily, be it elation or misery. last night was a three-piece ensemble: warmth in my chest and through my limbs, a cool electric on my flesh, a carpet of wind beneath my feet. up ahead a faint red glow spilled over the asphalt and i couldn't help but admire it for a minute. it was 1:35am on a Monday, and in front of me were the undertones to my racing thoughts. you see, lush red is the color of desire. and there is this woman... she's out there, and i'm here. there is such great distance. ah, but one day... one day, here and there will be the same place finally.