Testo Lathered In Gold

I’m painting inside
Lit some incense
Warmed by daylight
With you

Hands holding hands
Feelings that grab
So soon Onto you

I’m lathered in gold
My patterns don’t match

Mirrors reflect something new
Shoes that don’t dance
Feelings that can’t
Unglue from you
So soon I’m into you

So soon
I’m into you
So good
I’m into you