After we’ll be intimate,

Maybe when it’s stopped raining,

Your lips, neck, I’ll alternate,

The light from the sun waning.

You’ll fall on me weightlessly,

I’ll wrap you up in velvet,

Sink together aimlessly,

For how long? We can’t tell-yet.

Just lying here enchanted,

By your smile and your laughter,

I touch your lips so-candid,

Think of tomorrow after.