Netflix and Chill

I loved the honesty. Netflix, chill then what. I'd love to unfold you all night. A reiteration of Laying on our backs No longer hesitant. No longer ignorant. Transcending the labels we both keep inside. Suggesting that there's more to appearance. Standing in the chills of liberation. We soon were caught in Organized noise Lost in flims of smoke All night long. Shall we roll another or two. If I told you right then whose wrong, Two separate interpretations. Each to send tremors of truth of what's really happened. Netflix waits in response Mahogany fingertips. Intellectual stimulation. I forgot errythang I was supposed to be doing. I concur wholeheartedly with this unexpected attraction. The television a distraction. Current circumstances. Thinking about you Open invitation