as we lay side by side on the dusty ground beneath the glass Petrone bottle tree, the cool desert night air fills our lungs.
we stare up at the starry indigo sky, still glowing from the mushrooms we’d taken earlier.
with his fingers, he softly traces the constellations over my collar bone, down to my breasts, his tattooed knuckles glimmering in the moonlight.
not much of an expert in astronomy, he wipes away the invisible drawing with his mouth. tongue and lips caressing slowly, he pauses only to say,
"the only thing I know for sure…is what I wanna do.."
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