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