happy

Tendrils.

A word.
I feel it start.
Like the start of a tendrils.
One stretches.
Connecting.
Spreading.
Its like a million swirls of electricity.
Dots forming warm long lines.
They wrap around your chest.
A canvas of feelings.
Rainbows make your face break into a smile.
Feel the warmth spreading all over.
Electric.
Swirls of warmth.
The start of a tentril with no end like the nerves inside you.

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