You lie on your stomach
And I sit upright on the mattress
We'd turn on the TV
You put on a movie
Something gory and violent
We'd laugh at the characters
And we'd analyze the plot
And you'd tell me a thing or two
About the corrupt bureaucracy
Or how money rolls in the court
We'd talk long after the movie is over
Perhaps I'd fall asleep first
So you hover over me
Thinking all the things
A gentleman is not supposed to
And doing all the things
A gentleman will do to his lady
Come the dawn and I'd find you
Arms around me, face of an angel
So I'd slip back into where I was
Take your scent into my lungs
Praying that this can be our forever