I rather fancy this new position.
I could get used to this,
I really could.
What can I say?
It feels so good.
Perhaps this was always how it was meant to be,
And taken in by clichés I couldn’t see
The value of your stage direction.
Now I feel your warm protection
And I have to admit you were on to something –
Affection isn’t all or nothing;
The traffic needs to flow both ways.
With the simplest touch you take me under.
In your arms it’s heaven.