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
The break
And release


It's the first gust of drops
When it's ripening to rain

And the flavour 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