Slipshot down a nubile curve toward grateful fog
where I lose my mind between her and reality.
Fingers and lips blend into ethereal ecstasy
and in her heartbeat and breath,
I can see the end of the galaxy.
Stars blaze in her eyes asking...begging me
to search brave new worlds.
I navigate by the constellations
now forming along her curves
and lose myself in uncharted moments.
Without a map or guide,
she whispers new directions.
Her words pulling me away toward darkened stars.
Nightblind, I fully succumb to her seductions
and am filled with the secrets of the universe
as the planets succumb to death.
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