One Desire

After bath, the aftermath
Your body wet in the sunset
Skin hair blood and such, you let me touch
When I let you inside I see freckles of stars bursting in pink skies

One desire, to never turn to dried out land
One desire.

You swim I try to find the shade
Would it be different if you’d stayed
After bath you find me made of foam
Will the freckles of stars light up on your way back home

One desire, to never turn to dried out land
One desire, the devil runs through my blood at hand