Précis Two (feat. Ivy Sole)

Satin on, your shoulders sliding Gravity on my side again Tracing down your spine until The lace is on the floor You ain't even got a bed frame yet But the mattress cool Last time I checked The last time that I slid through We were discussing where head once its over Hard as hell to keep my composure And when the miles disappear And the inches accrue With your lips on my neck and the rest of you too I shake my ancients envision an outer sanctum A world we crafted from pages Apples Adams and ancients How loving you was a cadence How loving me makes me braver Courage beyond the ballad Ain't no way they can tame us