i'm such a pimp...

when the moment comes the electricity that we built leaps from my fingers to your skin and all is right with the world. there are no thoughts of moments to come or moments left behind, there is no reasoning or justification, just whisper damp sheets and thousands of pillows...time slips around the corner like bare skin over bare skin relearning like adam and eve that because perfect doesn't last forever you've got to accept it when it comes...we rain oceans together, create a boat with our bodies and close the door smiling