Foreplane II

I love you plane
and I love you too, little grains of life

I love you so much right now I could...
Let me kiss you.
Oh my little pilots are so easily overwhelmed.
A kiss
Just a kiss
and we're getting started.

If I close my eyes, I can hear you,
muffled and protesting in unison.
When I press my lips on the hull, you claim your right for life in righteous wails of hope and
when I slowly suck all along your windows, my lips whisper what you can hope for.

I'm everything you can hope for.
You're everything I want right now.

Hear me moan.