The night of a loving lack.
You woke me in your uniform of all black.
As an ornery cat, pouncing upon me, a jolly jack.
Snapping magnets, the cry of coo, the sweet of salt upon back,
In the quiet embrace, you allowed no air space, how dare I turn off track.
Siren sounding the sleeping touch, ringing rings of right, I love you, for this is a fact.
The one in me, the one in you, to swim in your serene, together feeling lightning burning lilac.
You woke me in your uniform of all black.
As an ornery cat, pouncing upon me, a jolly jack.
Snapping magnets, the cry of coo, the sweet of salt upon back,
In the quiet embrace, you allowed no air space, how dare I turn off track.
Siren sounding the sleeping touch, ringing rings of right, I love you, for this is a fact.
The one in me, the one in you, to swim in your serene, together feeling lightning burning lilac.