Fluids

I like that, as it comes from you, the thought alone - it warms my skin. I'll be the one who manages to drool just at the memory of you, so, are we kin? No need for laboratories or for tests though I was educated in the blessed school where all would wear bow ties and dark brown vests while checking the exchange of fluids, it is true that man has made a mess of lovely things so let us dropp the clipboards and the slips a common spirit always grows its wings with just one signal, it's the kissing of sweet lips.