i didn’t know ya,

and ya didn’t know me.

for what i felt

on a beautiful day,

i put my hand across my mouth.

but something hit my brain,

and didn’t shut me down.

a flush of sugar

in the belief of a believer.

in a heaven forbid

not to go any deeper.

but i wonder if ya

will let me shine through

with an arousal taste

of a sweet distraction

in the temple of pleasure,

as if luck was all we had.