Some kind of feeling.
Like being hit by a ray of yellow light.
Bright, shallow, but warm enough to wrap me up.
I closed my eyes.
I opened up my arms.
I took my first step.
I dance away.
I twisted and turned and stopped at the end note.
Feeling the warmth.
Feeling myself.
Feeling you.
You, you heat up my heart.
It is you, you make me feel alive.
You make me feel that it is great to feel alive.
I want to record this feeling down.
The feeling of, turning on the heat lamp in the shower.
It was all yellow.
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