Spacial awareness. So much confusion
And it's so difficult to harness
but then I look at you, nimble and righteous
and then I look at the floor: we made a fine mess

My kiss, can you feel it yet? In the back of your legs?
And on the nape of your neck?

Are you a temple? Are you a temptress?
There's too much choice, the possibilities are endless
So wash away my sins, give me catharsis!
We magnetize my moral compass

My kiss, can you feel it yet? In the back of your legs?
And on the nape of your neck?

Your touch, I cannot regret!
I love the shape of your mouth and the back of your head

You're so my kind
Erotic and divine!
I gotta testify to how you purify

To me you're more than a human
You're more complex
You're like a fallen angel
Who use its god as a hat!

My kiss, can you feel it yet? In the back of your legs?
And on the nape of your neck?

Your touch, I cannot regret!
I love the shape of your mouth and the back of your head

You're so my kind
Erotic and divine!
I gotta testify to how you purify