She opened the door and stepped into the bright blue glow of neon. Sin spread out before her like a beacon containing non but the thoughts of her flickering light of a mind. Bodies shifted past her in shapes and shadows. She sucked it in with a wavering breath and spilled into the madness that spun around her; pulling her in and sharply down into the whirlpool.
As she descended, the blur of bodies began to focus and warm arms reached out to brush her face like hushed summer wind or the soft hair of a lover. She stretched her fingers out into the warmth and blew a heavy breath upon the naked shadows. Her teeth split as a grin spread across her face with the growing glow of the given.
Seen in the shape of the bodies- the curves of hips reflecting her own and the incline nested in the nape of her spine. She curled back into the expanse, shutting tight her eyes as it enveloped from spine to eyes and the shadows became brightly lit and slowed with the colors and breath of the cradling wind.
She opened her eyes and she was immediately bombarded with heavy shining light. Flowing out of the dim shadow of her whirlwind mind- a stare, intensely firing the ground about her toes with Autumn leaves, hot with the ashes of the months of steady grins, tethered sleep, and unquestioned footsteps now to be kicked into the brisk dusk.
Night was fast approaching, and with it those neon lights will shine brighter than ever.
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