A Proposition Voice hovering whisper-height. an oceans distance of flight. fast as light A proposition for all our days and nights Shivers down my spine. dynamite. Accepting the invitation. I'm enraptured by the details And dropped into lighinings brilliant exhale The possibilities. a steady. thundering cocktail Our mirrored imaginations fierce with lavish tales to regale. Millenia flow and the longing grows And the best part is. an impossible secret it shows. Time is a beast. dismantling every piece of my composure The witch of my lips a betrayal. my thoughts maximizing the exposure Blushing warmth on my skin despite the chill of this November Minutes move like molasses months. anticipation throws me drunk life chains me sober. And the focus of the mind sharp and abstract Frantic and tranquil layers to unwrap And the focus of the body one track exact a pointed plan of attack Cares not for logic eyes on the prize of more than what attracts.