Everything makes sense in the dark.
Follow my passion with your mouth.
Don't stray from my canvas.
Touch my heart.
Absorb the heat and feel cool.
Explore my thoughts with your hands.
Let my whispers wash over your skin.
Allow the whites of my eyes, to guide you.
Sharp motions to steer you in the right direction.
Allow our heartbeats to match one another.
This is the soundtrack to our bedroom.
Think of this bed as the raft.
A pleasure raft we both must cling too.
We are not a sinking ship.