Moment Under the Influence
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Your legs, folded and reserved, and as proper as they can be while the rest of your body vibrates with wildness.
Your breasts slightly sneak their way above the cages of your clothes and I steal a cheeky glimpse into what I observe to be the mountains of your perfect planet.

Moment Under the Influence

Mary Jane kissed me and I fell in love with you.

Music became an active aphrodisiac. The bass lines tremble my bones as the melody crawled on my skin. The sonically galactic atmosphere sharpened its claws and dug itself deep in my heart.

Eyes dilate.

My body begins to pulsate.

I am a rocket ship.

You sit next to me and I can feel the weight of your aura press against mine and I drown in the scent of your shampoo.

Your skin makes contact with mine and every cell in my body shivers with the anticipation of holding your hand.

I open my palm up like a landing strip and your hands start to descend slowly like a handkerchief.

We touch.

Heaven opens.

Our fingers lock.

Heaven explodes.

I am a rocket ship. The beating engine in my chest starts to roar ferociously, emitting a sound that closely resembles a love song.

I see you and you see me and we see each other’s secret sea’s and dive inside the secrecy’s we’ve buried deep.

I look at you and I explore the world of your body.

Your nails are painted white, as if you dipped your fingers and toes in a pool of cumulus clouds.

Your legs, folded and reserved, and as proper as they can be while the rest of your body vibrates with wildness.

Your breasts slightly sneak their way above the cages of your clothes and I steal a cheeky glimpse into what I observe to be the mountains of your perfect planet.

My grip tightens.

The weight of you hand gets lighter and lighter, and I realize you’re melting into me. Our existences become a shared experience and the brilliance of your soul emboldens the coldness of my own.

My eyes travel upwards and meet the curves of your lips. My confidence stiffens and my crimson eyes wet with excitement.

Those lips radiate a siren song that seduce my own lips to lay deeply on them.

I am a rocket ship.

I rise and rise above the clouds with the romantic propulsion. I’ve escaped the atmosphere and I can see the glimmer of the stars.

Your eyes are the most deliciously dangerous weapons in the world.

You’ve undone me.

My mind is naked and you destroy every inch of ego that exists in light of you, and I’m vulnerable in your hazel beams.

My eyes are introduced to your diamonds with pearl irises. All of my being calls to council to combat the urge to kiss you.

I’m unsure whether or not I can.

Your hand grips tighter. You rest your hand on my cheek.

I am a rocket ship.

I meander through the stardust in some distant star kingdom when the gravity of your seduction pulls me close. My systems fail and I began to crash helplessly into you.

Our lips collide.

My fate is sealed and I’m forever your servant, shackled to your every breath.

Love has captured me.

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