Paralyzing moment when our eyes meet, our skin frictions, our lips struggling in a kiss, and our tongues in a tug of war.
Enchanting moment, splitseconds where we become as one.
Such agony is the wait, no patience to be left. Buy us time clocks, render to the end at light speed.
Just one time, one window, one kiss, one night... Let it be, in a not far away date. Soon... Your window sins.
- Poetic Bastard