This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at UNT chapter.
You’re the secret I like to keep.
And when I hit epiphany
You make it hard to think,
But I still love when you put me to sleep.
Our late night chatter
Turns into banter.
We lay in your bed bare
And into the starlit sky we stare
We glisten and we glow
Which makes it sweeter when I blow
And fill this room with some steam
‘Cause babe we work better as a team.
They’ll try to read between the lines
If they only knew you were my valentine’s
Silhouettes align in holy places.
You’ll touch it right, and take me to your divine oasis.