Tonight, we're the sea and the salty breeze. The milk from your breast is on my lips and lovelier words from your mouth to me, when salty my sweat and fingertips. Our hands they seek the end of afternoon. My hands believe and move over you.
Tonight, we're the sea and the rhythm there, the waves and the wind and night is black. Tonight we're the scent of your long black hair spread out like your breath across my back. Your hands they move like waves over me beneath the moon, tonight, we're the sea.
-If you only knew.
