I'm loosening the tightest overcoat   Unzipping curtains just to hide the show   Cloth openings are getting wider now   Rip off the fibers that contain it all      Her nectarines rub my face   I couldn't hardly wait to taste   Sometimes we'd bury half the moon   (with only air we'd drink in)   She moves up and flutters moth-like   With broken bodies all night   We conquer everything we knew      Her aching skin longs to encompass me   Our melting flesh drips over satin sheets   Her shapes and curves are all I ever need   I bless her lips before I set her free