Kiss me more, slowed down in the hush of violet neon,
tongue tasting like cherry codeine, drip drip drip on my collarbone.
Spin the room to 33, let the bass crawl lazy up my spine,
your fingertips glitching, rewinding, every sigh a sample looped forever.
We orbit, smoke-ring moons, heartbeats syncopated, half-speed,
I breathe you in—pixel dust and summer rain—hold, hold, don’t fade.
Press restart, keep me suspended in this syrupy forever,
kiss me more, more, more, until the sunrise buffers.