golden
i remember driving home
and the golden tips on everything
i remember thinking everything is beautiful
(i remember thinking about you)
tonight it was dark
but i still felt golden
(like i had my eyes closed
and your hands felt oh-so-good)
in the hollows of the silence
there was no emptiness
my heart was racing
and i fell in to the quiet
and rested there..
okay with the sound of only you and i
and i had not felt that way since summer
when the longing between filled the air.
now it’s between you and i
you could make a coat out of my skin
i’d let you.. i swear
you’re already in deep
you’re already under my skin
and i feel comfortable in our silences
even though my mouth races when i get excited.