Aquamarine

Aquamarine i thought
she should be called.
full of color and life and
rays
energy, fluid
concentrated zing.
Blue streaks shot out of the corners of her eyes.
and spilled sneakily from behind that smile
She blinks a wink
to the girl across the stage - yes
and laughs out loud at the lollipop
life she shares with them.
sneakers tied tight
braids tied up
sparkles on
eyes closed
waiting for that...
bass drop...
Happy skipping fluid arms and feet connect
with that ambient place that lets us all dance on the table
on the roof
of the car
in the streets
LOUD.
Aquamarine sets off the blend of yellow, red, purple, white, lavendar, teal, maroon, orange auras.
The bass sets a metronomic pulse
pulse alive and constant
speeding then flying
tingling in your soul.
And she winks and grins
jumps
spins
her pulse is my pulse
and our veins pump bass.
beats rain down on us all
those lights within the mind
a crossroads
convergence
meeting place of myelin.
strips us free
Retell
And begin again
No grey.