defined by nebulous thoughts of feeling the smoothness of the epidermis and sliding along hormones the rush of blood fuels every move and we travel to your dreams fastened by the grip of hands intertwined into the meaning of it all is it better to fly or slowly drift into the night is it right because we both know we started with a “hello, you look like you know me” and when we smile look away, lock the door, before you changed your mind it’s faster than a minute but heavier than an embrace you wouldn’t know the difference until we’re face to face don’t worry we’re fine don’t worry about the closing your eyes and meeting your desire against mine it won’t be soon but bringing control i see you as you taste the very thing we lack of the sweetness of a word dropped to my ear but wait it’s not wanting too much it’s just a kiss after all