Amusing how a regular kind of ping

Can invite butterflies to create a flight cage

Inside of you, pretty little wings of all colours

A shade of secret smiles, a tone of in-between


A little bit crazy this tiny little sound

*Ping* and all the rabbits come out

Hopping over the goosebumps of my flesh

A little hop of sense, a big leap in caffeine


Amorous being creates a jump and a start

This ant sized life echoes in my heart

Followed by a smile that does not wane

A crawl of electricity, a march of the unseen


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