Between Sheets

You and me, between the 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
Hmm and the morning on your skin, a loved up light
Tracing patterns in the maze of your back
Softly, softly the goosebumps, like that
And then a kiss...

Hmmm, maybe another...

And another one.. hmmmmmmm