Skin

You're dressing like a Sunday morning

And your eyes look like, little islands in the light

Hazel and light green

On white sheets

You're grinning like a Friday night

And you're smiling like, you know what you like

I think I do know you well

I know you well

We come alive in the evening

With heat and wet skin

And our bodies are tossed and turned

Tangled up in it

I come alive when you tease me

With heat and wet skin

Flesh and bone turned

Flesh and bone turned

The weight of you close to me

You hold me like a prized possession

That's close

Our bodies, unfurl like smoke

We twist and we curl like smoke

Fever out

We're burning now

Holler out

We holler out 'til hollowed out

We come alive in the evening

With heat and wet skin

And our bodies are tossed and turned

Tangled up in it

I come alive when you tease me

With heat and wet skin

Flesh and bone turned

Flesh and bone turned

The weight of you in the evening

Your wet skin

Our bodies are tossed and turned

Tangled up in it

I come alive when you tease me

With heat and wet skin

Your body close

And your body close

The weight of you