For the nights when you can’t sleep

Because you’re too excited for life.

For passion electrifying your body

A thirst to work

An ache to feel

An itch to create.

It’s all too damn delicious.

Like biting into a ripe mango

And the sweet, sticky juice

Drips down your chin.

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Lithuanian American based outside Barcelona studying Musical Theatre. I love poetry, travel, singing, dancing and acting and many other random things. Follow my messiness trying to make sense of all this nonsense.

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