Melt

I'm bending the cards of the four cups unfilled 
  A red cloud has settled over my skin 
  A cold carnal being, I breathe in your echoes 
  You're a man incarnate coloring and rolling 

  Each deep line of your palm runs and wraps around me 
  A coiling cover, I know what you need 
  I'm bound by your rhythm, I breathe in your echoes 
  We melt early winter with the notes we swallow 

  Lost in small circles 
  Felt pulses matched 
  The thin sheets melt 
  Unravel in your hands 

  You lift me like a seed, here I break free of form 
  With rain's ancient mark I'm the girl caught in the storm 
  It is not forever, but it is in-between 
  This is where we find the most of our meaning 

  We feel it in our veins, but it is in-between 
  The pleasure, the truth and what remains unseen 
  The morning's early heat burns and tattoos your back 
  The ink trickling down erases what we lack 

  Lost in small circles 
  Felt pulses matched 
  The thin sheets melt 
  Unravel in your hands 

  Lost in small circles 
  Felt pulses matched 
  The thin sheets melt 
  Unravel in your hands 

  Lost in small circles 
  Felt pulses matched 
  The thin sheets melt 
  Unravel in your hands