Dopamine Rush

My heart blooms too fast. Velvet camellias cover my eyes, bluebells spill from my mouth with each attempted word.  I want to say... I want to say...  ...the tip of my tongue  is wet.

____Let me have my crush; let me touch the air between us until it rifles with static. I’m a dopamine addict. Reader, you are my pretend lover.

____The soft spot between collarbones mirrors the curve below my lower lip. Lavender sunsets press my forehead. Dove feathers endlessly fall from my fingertips.____Hovered in half-sleep, honeyed is the smell, I sleep on polka-dot pillows somewhere between dreams____  My navel holds one uncurled white violet. My spine intertwines with scented jasmine vines. Their perfume drenches the balmy star-glossed sky

____My soul levitates lushness in your body, I watch it hover. Sun glints off my sigh; Smile, smile.