Spark

She is the spark firelight girl

Tall shot of whiskey in the dark
Careful of the electricity and amber lined eyes
It's all distraction
from the stark relief yellow
on sidewalk cracked black
She's lost before, you see
Her wild dance so careful in reality

When she throws her head back,
underneath lightning strikes and molten gold tongue,
is overwhelming deep

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