Formal invitation to the moon

Please, do not misinterpret my intentions. I'm not trying to trick you; I just want to fly to the moon with you. They say it's going to be the most beautiful in decades, and they say the weather is becoming colder. It's not for the rest of our lives and probably will end the day after tomorrow, it neither is a trip on drugs, and for sure it's not about unstoppable emotions, it's just I've found the perfect chance to make the moon prettier.
And, this is a formal invitation to get lost together, to contemplate the life jointly. I've heard this is not going to happen for the next 20 years, and I want to fix the moment in your eyes, to remember every second of all those years. I don't know what's going to happen the next 20 days, but I want to live with the memories of beautiful things together.
Yes, I want to undress you and get lost in those endless blue eyes. I also want to kiss every inch of your skin and find many routes to the magic of your thoughts, but for the beginning, let's just fly to the moon.

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