There were a
thousand little
parts
of me
waiting to take flight
Fluttery
iridescent
wings
turned to vapor
in those lights
my mind was
sparkling
as it
fantasized
I was blazing
with content
amidst bright streets and
cold concrete
my nerves hit
with intent
and I gave
in
to the
gut-punch
sharp
desire
but it was later
cherry splash
club soda
turned
to fire
in hand
I saw the way their bodies moved
an epiphany landed
although only a
split-second
lasted
of
filmy-eyed
enlightenment
I knew
that I
wanted to do
what I raptly
stood by
watching