Neon veins beneath my skin,
Tokyo flash—she pulls me in.
Shibuya rain like silver thread,
Every drop a word she said.
Canon eyes in 8-bit glow,
Heartbeat syncs with metro flow.
Midnight drifts, we rise, we fall,
Her whisper’s code—I hear it all.
Cross the line, the city hums,
Sake lips and lithium drums.
Hold the flash—one second more,
Love’s a glitch on the forty-fourth floor.