Passion Pit's Sleepyhead

Green and yellow mesh
In swishing ribbons of background light,
As figures, marked with sighing cream,
Approach. Their feet fall to the beat,
Colors threatening to erupt in columns
With every step, but then shyly receding. A woman, thin face,
Gigantic eyes, adds an ethereal strike,
And suddenly every atom flows red, yellow, and green lights.
Cutting voice dissolves the Earth,
As bodies rise to spin within silver vapor,
Their eyes crying out in ecstasy, sounds threading
Their heads into jeweled drops of water.
Sudden rumble washes green and yellow
Across my mind, as honeyed figures drip
Warm sensations, to yank my limbs in
Shivering excitement.