I want to wash your hair with the night air
Soft light that does not burn
You can close your eyes again
My fingers are stars massaging the moon

I want to bathe your skin with light of day
Hot light to soften your pain
You can lay your head next to me
My fingers are reflections of a warm tide

I want to cool your pores with the forest air
A soft breeze rippling beads of sweat
You can watch the leaves fall all around
My fingers are trees dropping them on you

I want my heart to feel the love of yours
A whisper that only I can hear
You can let your blood mix with mine
My fingers will draw pictures with our color