I shouldn't have picked up when you called last night
I should have remembered when we had the last fight
I should have said no, we were both high
But you painted stars on my midnight sky
For a moment I'd forgotten the galaxies of your embrace
The tingling beneath my skin, blasting off into space
I feel your breath shrouding against my face
You smell like cigarettes and aftershave
You touch me and I feel like a queen
The stretch marks, the imperfections, you truly love me
There's scabs on your knuckles and a cut under your eye
But you're so gentle now, in this moment in time
Your hand leaves the blanket and finally finds mine
It's completely dark, aside from the moonlight's shine