A chill on your nape, a crawl on your spine, the vision transcends dimensions, time freezes, palms sweat, the only thing agog is your beating heart,
Crest of the wave, you no longer feel your body, the soul for an infinitesimal moment hanging in ether.
And just as your sanity appears to crack, the sweet sweet trough,
Your heart slows down almost abruptly,
The vision shifts,
The lights have turned green.