His voice so soft, his stare is controlling
My head's way up in space, he has my eyes rolling
They are so far back in the pit of my head
So I can picture him holding me closely instead
As I sit, his arms embrace my touch
When I fall for him, he'll be there as my crutch
I listen to his heartbeat, racing in the dark
We lay under the moon, just counting the stars
I twine my fingers into his nicely
We both get lost under the whoosh of the night sea
In one another's stare, hearts pulsing and burning
Getting closer each moment to what my lips are yearning
He reaches slightly forward, wipes the bang from my cheek
Through the pushed strand, he makes it so I cannot speak
We melt as one, as he kisses me, my head's in mars
He holds me tight, forever, as we lay and count the stars.