Babies

You're in season so I'll let you grow

I'm wholeheartedly myself

With you I'm someone else

I'm still thinking of our babies

Our babies

Our babies

I'm still thinking of our babies

Our babies

Our babies

In pursuit of love

I look up wide with child's eyes

A feline like

tongue on your cheek on your lips

I'm regurgitating our simple pleasures

Pleading modestly without words

Save your glorious skin for mine

Your hands for mine

Your good mornings and goodbyes

We are only lovers now

You're in season so I'll let you grow

From committed conjoinment

we detangle in soil

This new dawn is yet to follow through

I'm over you

I'm under you

And I'm still thinking of our babies

Our babies

Our babies

This new dawn is yet to follow through

I'm over you

I'm under you

And I'm still thinking of our babies

Our babies

Our babies

You're in season so I'll let you grow