Photo by Georgia Melodie Hole

A faint blue takes paths along my skin.
It betrays the hot red currents beneath,
that sustain, fuel and heal.
Outer skin may prickle at a fresh breeze, or burn in ecstasy,
while inside I feel a frenzy;
life coursing like rapids through my veins.
Life that is joy and despair,
agony and ecstasy,
love and indifference.