Last Night

Not too fast, not too slow,
around, around, around we go.
Kiss my cheek, hold me tight,
When the time comes, it will be right.

Give me chills, close my eyes,
feel your hands on my thighs.
You breathe out as I breathe in,
hold my hand, make my head spin.

We become our cores, we become ourselves,
when our first instincts overwhelm.
Our bodies control, our minds shut down,
And we go, spinning, around, around.


Your skin is soft, it sticks to me,
You move from love, not jealousy.
Not hate or hurt, not lust or loss,
Could fuel the desire we came across.

We stopped in time, our heartbeats race,
we'll save the rest for another day.
We're comfortable, as we are one,
One person, one heart, one life, one love.


Not too fast, not too slow,
around, around, around we go.
Kiss my cheek, hold me tight,
When the time comes, it will be right.

-Beaskie