I'm loosening the tightest overcoat
Unzipping curtains just to hide the show
Cloth openings are getting wider now
Rip off the fibers that contain it all
Her nectarines rub my face
I couldn't hardly wait to taste
Sometimes we'd bury half the moon
(with only air we'd drink in)
She moves up and flutters moth-like
With broken bodies all night
We conquer everything we knew
Her aching skin longs to encompa** me
Our melting flesh drips over satin sheets
Her shapes and curves are all I ever need
I bless her lips before I set her free