You and me between sheets

It just doesn't get better than this

The many windswept yellow stickies of my mind

Or the molten, emotional front line

I couldn't care less, I'm transfixed in this absolute bliss

Sweet sleepless tumbling night

And the morning on your skin, a loved up light

Tracing patterns in the maze of your back

Softly, softly the goose bumps, like that

And then a kiss

Mm, maybe another

And another one, mmm