Walking By the Red Stop Sign

superheated to perfection her appearance a heat wave in motion a superior being moulded in a furnace her genes ignite the engine into my presence pure energy emitting from her heart radiant, blinding light her heartbeat explosive, blasting open the colour spectrum a red hot iron, branding her image into my cranium a sonar, instantly changing the weather mercury rising in her black leather the cool breezes, my heart will sing for the heavens open to shower me like a spring fever and adoration form a marriage it's too real to be true, a mirage smouldering heat and power dripping volatile fuel, poking my fire she floated away on a summer breeze my core temperature plummets to freeze a weather phenomenon walking by the red stop sign