I guess I’m prone to accidents

I guess I am prone to accidents,
That’s what happened when we met,
But this dent was rare, something other-worldly,
The aura was probably intergalactic,
your honor, your endearment, it took me in,
Our eyes spoke and lips craved to meet,
The poison in my veins with the fragrance of you mixed with vodka,
Was ecstasy for me, I couldn’t help but smile,
Knowing I had found you by accident,
We stood in the havoc where spirits were high,
But I wish we had more time, And it could have been a hell of a night,
But Alas! destiny arrived,
And the clouds parted when they were supposed to collide.

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