It's the silk and the sound And the cold creasing down Of a long blade of grass Tracing and cooling down A bare leg It's the soles of your feet Finding touches to breathe On the bare naked ground Each step a puddle so soft a sound Like sandals in hand Climbing a waterfall Like sandals in hand Climbing a waterfall Oh, how delicious Oh, how I want this now It's the slip into sleep With the memories you hold Burrowed in deep Turned like pages Te break and release It's the first gust of drops When it's ripening to rain And the flavor is warm Scented like leather Dusty and brown Like hot desert wind Teasing along your skin Like hot desert wind Teasing along your skin Oh, how delicious Oh, how I want this now It's the narrowing instant When I look across at you And I wish I could be Emotion naked, simple and sure It's the murmur of growth Whenever I'm with you An I don't want to hide In simple elastic, protecting skin If only I could Stand so before you If only I would Stand so before you Oh, how delicious Oh, how I want this Oh, how I want you Now, now, now
