On my bended knees, water dripping down my spine
Looking up to him, he's just like worshipping a shrine
His curly golden locks and blushing red glossed grin
Locked into his stare, awaiting drops white porcelain
Once a crowded room
Now you and I beside
Worries never loom
Above our binding tide
I hear a faint noise, I freeze and start to quake
Then I come to realize he's at his climbing state
Water drips from his face, makeup falls to my cheeks
Erases every scar from the morbid to the bleak
His mascara fluttering eyes blink along my fluttering heart
I gaze and realize he's all I've needed from the start
Once a crowded room
Now you and I beside
Worries never loom
Above our binding tide
His heart rate's picking up, as he tries to vocalize
He's promptly interrupted by his lust that's liberalized
It covers up my face and wipes away my tears
Inside and out I'm stripped of any fear
We let the water flow as we laid across the tile
Exchanging damp caresses as we cuddled for a while