I read water Like inky drips Telling tales On foreign lips Reflective skin A page of white Sleeping now Before the night This is how we get closer Two wanting bodies bound By mystery that pulls us Over all that holds us down And leaves us heaving And keeps us meeting At the source of the pleasure We have found Eyes held tightly Underneath Waiting for The next release Wanting burns Into my flesh Pulls me out Of selfishness This is how we get closer Two wanting bodies bound By mystery that pulls us Over all that holds us down And leaves us heaving And keeps us meeting At the source of the pleasure We have found Passion moves Like molten sweat Washing us In silhouettes Reshaping Of our awkwardness Into sacred Experience This is how we get closer Two wanting bodies bound By mystery that pulls us Over all that holds us down And leaves us heaving And keeps us meeting At the source of the pleasure We have found