Bones

Who could've known just how much we've grown Til you held up my hand and saw nothing but bones I'm not used to feeling so naked, exposed Feeble from my head to my toes The war-paint upon my illegible face Erased by your touch, left not a trace Delicate fingers could be woven from lace Force fire from this passionate place Eyes speaking words no poet could rhyme This moment cant even be captured by time I tremble as your hips make contact with mine The potency, almost a crime I exhale,then I'm back to where I belong Dancing so closely we blur into one I'll live in your arms til we hear the birdsong It's like nothing can ever be wrong. To sleep seems a waste of this night But its getting so harder to fight As you reach out and hold me more tight Your bones next to mine tonight.