Impulsive

Know what? Screw it.
Let’s just do it.
Let’s “these-people-have-no-clue” it

You and me are instant magic
And it would be kind of tragic

Just to waste so much attraction
Love in action
Bodies traction
Long division’s longer fraction
You and I, not some abstraction

Here beside the pool
There is no earthly rule

That says we cannot do
What feels good for you

And me
Makes we

Know what?
Screw it.

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