Slowly running downward, going faster
then slow again from the changing
shape on your skin;
like a standard transmission,
only gravity changes the gears.
The blink of your eye suddenly is like
a boost of nitrous releasing another
forming one whole, causing it to reach the top
of your lip, giving you this slight irritation.
So, with your tongue you quikly remove it,
the tastebuds have detected a slight
surge of saltiness from this newfound moisture.
Continuing, until you gather your thoughts.
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