fuel

You're my final dream of independence.
You're so blue, yet so warm.
I can't keep my eyes from your shimmering vision.
Aware, that you'll be blinding and merciful when I'm in you.
I, in return promise to be as much gentle as I've never been before.
Doubtless, you've already coloured thousands of souls. Will you please save some scent for me too?
My nostrils will lead me through the maze of my skills.
My skills will lead me through the haze of my curiosity.
So let me control your throttle, we'll both enjoy our rides the most, when I keep it wide open.
You'll see, if you have eyes.
Your pressure sensors shall tell not to slow.
Do you dare?
I do...
I squeeze you.
You prevent my palms from sweating.
Good.
Go.