Razor sharp, a taste so sweet, so hot – blistering all the way through my insides, and it's an inferno.
High voltage down my toes, to each strand of my silver hair, it's so smooth, I don't know whether to laugh or cry. I pant, heat up, electricity strummed through every muscle, and I feel as if I can rule the world with an easy charm. Through my sweat dripped eyes, I see her - leaning against the doorframe.
With one last jump and a twirl, I show off my skill -the sound and sparkle of fireworks shoot up from behind, all in a row.