i wish we'd stopped when i asked you to but our hands were heavy with alcohol / or just you. you said i smelled of whisky and desire and i didn't say anything you cared about / we swapped memories and in this version it's me, doing the pushing and pulling and cutting and we make up. we do this to ourselves / to our dogged hearts / 'til our tongues go red from screaming.
Enough to push me past crying You send my heart flying Realizing how much I feel Greater than this unexplainable seal My hand embraces in yours Dancing, the touch flours Blossoming in every motion Awakening this sleeping passion This absolute, deep connection This endearing confession Showering me with how much you care That you're willing to share