Last night I dreamt of you again
Buried under oceans of our white sheets
Your fingers tracing mine,
intertwining
A prison locking our blissful incrimination
You're breathing in my ear
Each heavy whisper a gushing wind
Rattling my insides, I tremble
at the slightest touch of your skin
the feather-light burden
of your being and mine
Your burning lips marking its path as it ventures
this limp body
You stagger, you sway, you move
You drove heaven right down through the roof