An imagination can and will catch crazy kinds of pirouette fire, by the night skylight – and we’re suddenly away on a rum n coke whim

Ready to crack out bellies laughing, barrel over til the word whole/hearted underlines our fine wine, mid-everything existence

Mix these drinks, concoct aside convince the flavour right the perfectly paralytic way through us

She’s been sitting and watching with her concentrated knees crossed and pressed sensually against – the undercurrent of love has me spinning til intertwined beneath, with these reawakening eyes wider than the moon overhead

And a marvelled at mind ready to set itself from tame to tantalised mouthwatering

We’ve been staring in the other person’s direction our whole damn life