i was about to say i've never met a girl in bed before (Part 1)

her secret danced on her lips

i was about to say i've never met a girl in bed before,

but that's not quite true, is it

 

do you remember when

she trusted you with a sin and led you to a piece of her heart and a story within?

 

where the darkness remains

of a time so forgotten it escaped from her lips but once?

 

on a raft made of you

and a sole breathless night to a cave down below and a girl wrapped tight

with a soft leather heart and a soul of delight but it's now out of sight?

 

and we're lost on a trip

of a time to admit that a broken little shell of a piece of a pose on display has arose

one night.