Play 2Gether

I'm not about laying close to you unless we gathering grapes, no touching those forbidden places fingers discovering shapes, even if I could keep you in position like RB's and DB's and coach whats on the field from the skybox. We'll need forever just to speak about one day together, seems you get a little closer to me brushing your hair, besides the way you stare, puppy eyez, butter-brown thighs and all, 5'11 so you're not that tall, grabbin your ankles palms pressed up against the restroom walls, reachin' for candle wax and brakin your fall.