Exactly What I Mean

I close my eyes,
And feel a rush.
I lay in bed...bundled tight, in blankets that refuse to do anything but cling to my skin;
And I pretend it's your touch.

I can't help but to dream of you,
As lovers do,
When touch is distant,
And words are all that we can hang on to.

So I whisper to the stars for you,
Feel myself,
And cast a spell for you,
In the last full moonlight this decade holds,
I hold my cards,
And hope you fold.

Your body so soft,
Your soul so hard,
Babe,
Listen... I'm listening,
Just lower that guard.

Let your words flow freely,
As we strip back, and strip down.
Let me hold that heart, for just a minute... let me feel your thoughts and dreams.

You know exactly what I mean.