They Were Pure

Listening to the train go by
when seconds before i heard it pass you.
Laying in bed with you
Disscussing your "smurf" blue walls.
And the hood laying against your wall.
I think you're the only guy
that can have a car hood
leaning against their wall and me still like them.
Discussing the rocky picture on the wall.
Laying with my head cuddle into your chest
while you switch between kissing my head and temple
and telling me you love me.
You playing with my hair
as I rest my head on your chest,
while you watch the movie.
Letting you convince me
that I needed to take my top off if I
was going to keep pulling the covers
over me then kicking them off.
Then letting you use your puppy dog eyes
to convince me to take my bra off,
even though I knew what you were doing.
And then kinda believing that the body heat
works better as I lay my skin on yours.
Laying there skin to skin, as you kiss my forehead
and we talk about the little and the big things in life.
And just knowing that
I wouldn't have been ashamed
for anyone to catch us in any of them.
Because they were pure.