Picturing how

Sweet slow kisses
warm on my own
tingling sensation

Only in my imagination

You climb my arm
with your fingers
you fall on my arms

Only in my imagination

It's like a dead scene nation
and all this fire I have
do I need to let it go wild
or do I let it die off alone

Thinking about you
makes me sinking
into mushy ocean
into waves of syrup

Only in my imagination
I can be with you
like no one else

Like no one else cares