first date blind date date done

pale round face shot up to the moon
smiling for no reason
the flesh between her legs
making her glow
not knowing why not
seeing why
just feeling one with everything
everyone
the man inside her glowing
like flies and moths to a light
one glistening sparkle away from death
hoping that the lipstick stays on
hoping that sweat does not make the make-up run
the mascara clump
lungs heave and sway anticipation
leather pants constrict and kill
with current lust maybe the women and men in my mind
will end up in my pants
or maybe
just maybe
i'll fall asleep
with just you to love me