Shiver and release.

As my fingers slide across the covers, I feel like there’s something I need;
Nothing concrete, just signs of your beautiful existence
Your laugh takes me places and I feel flying, soaring in my insides
(surprise me, shock me with electricity)

While my summer skin glows with heat,
I feel the necessary core of this situation
and I’m terrified to pieces, but I won’t stop, I won’t go

I require risk, I require chance
My hands tremble and I’ve lost my appetite,
I’m home.