Living Wire

Wire in contact sounds sweet Takes me to a bird very far Delighted when I touch wire Through the air-we live. With demarcation you shrink The fear has no exception Both parts stagger We all stammer The wire carries my hope Thy fortitude crawls to my end Until it dominates in my nerves. The picture on the wire is fresh! Century of miles covered in seconds Heinous efforts thwarted by wire Copper is too hot Dissipates heat to my flesh Delivers passion to my heart. I spit tender affection! Meanwhile you see tomorrow emulsified How on the last lap? No genre demarcates - my genius The purple passion you taught lives What of more today? Spread a grin to my face!