the best 45 minutes of the day

Coffee kisses in your car,
listening to the uhn tiss
bass as my tongue caved
into the cave of your lips.

Let's pretend a heart is
an Adam Lambert song
blasting the speakers in
your Shit-Mobile.

Give me your Fever;
I will be your Advil,
a prescribed lover,
if you'll take me in
the recommended dosage,
take me in your arms,
take me to the moon,
carry me to the sky.

There were no stars in Vegas
until I found you.