Milk and Honey

Oh, we're turning.
Our bodies of milk and honey.
Whirling through this sparkly yellow lemonade,
That pours through
Half opened curtains.
As if last night wasn't enough.

You're so perfect.
I'm like sherbet in your hands.
All of me, slips,
And I feel like glittering glass
Sprinkled over these sheets.

And as if,
The morning wasn't enough,
We'll carry on, until the silver sun comes.