in the night we toss and turn we battle and fight but i want nothing more than your body against mine than your fingers entangled in mine than your cool skin against the heat of mine
in the night we seek a position we look for comfort but i want nothing more than your lips against mine than your hands on my skin than your heavy breathe on my neck
in the night we fight forΒ Β space we steal the blankets but i want nothing more than your heart in my hands than your thoughts in my head than your words to embrace me again
i want nothing more... but dear i could use some sleep