Grass On Skin

Grasp on the skin.
Grasp on the skin.
Your fingers trace my back like blades of green.
I pull you down slow, feel the warmth between.
Sunlight kisses every curve we show.
Grasp on the skin, nowhere else to go.
Grasp on the skin.
Grasp on the skin.
Grasp on the skin.
Mmm.