patching up mouths with other mouths, searching your eyes for your heart and your hands for your tongue. countless details, remembering each and every one of them. tears fading into smiles and memories rewiring into present day and your suddenly captivated by this new found glory, this trophy of beauty is now resting on your navel and we shall kiss until the stars electrify this map of marks that we will connect like dots. firefly motions and sparks just the same, not fourth of July but you wouldn't know the difference because the fireworks you've got are those of a celebration and it's caressing this notion that things don't make sense, and you aren't about to pick them apart, picnic mode, it's up for grabs and you want it all, you want it bad. dancing to the melody of a song you can't remember, searching the radio for something stronger, cheers to no one in particular, you just really need a drink, heart dancing, you can feel it in your feel. and ruffling up the world won't make it concrete, idling on this coaster. in heels that bring you that much closer, accessory of nudity and you aren't about the cover up, sun kissing you in places you want to be touched, stumbling into a big heap of flaws, but when your this naked, what could go wrong, lathered up in confidence, dance moves taught as if you were in combat.
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