
The alphabets of your name Drip from my warm tongue, Tinkling, jingling, Filling my chalice Beat by beat by beat, With the blooming rhythm. The synapses pulsate, The muscles quiver, Euphoria strums the fibres Of my yielding body. Hands fluttering, hips swirling, I pirouette in my golden tutu. I whirl, I levitate, Butterfly-ing into a believer.