born as a zombie each morning till she opens the door,
jumps on me till I can't take anymore.
Pain but pleasure as I fall from the bed… bright pink.
Roll on the bean bag together and indulge in the pretty stink.
Memories come and go while some I recall,
Head on my chest as it rises and falls,
And the night at the rope tower of Eiffel,
The first time I had seen something so beautiful.
Bowl a strike or miss the bumper,
How you got here that will stump you.
my life broke down but I am out of that rut,
cause I have a thing for a cute little peanut.
Waterfall rain around, slow motion emotions between
New found friends maybe it's just
Eskimo
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There it is the rain. About time too. I lay there and just watching it come down against the window. The ambient temperature drops almost instantly and my body gets a gentle tingle all over. Water does that too me, it just draws me in like a set of mesmerising eyes. You know one of those glances from across a room when you first see someone staring back at you. Well that is what water does to me. Swimming on the bottom of pool is where I think the most clearly, your whole body covered in calm. I lay there in a trance with her head on my chest. I don't know if she feels it too or if the captivation is coming from somewhere else