Emily Kinney Morning Sex Is For Lovers
Morning sex is for lovers
Playing games in the covers
Oh they let, la-light shine in
Kissing the wrinkles and scars on their skin
It’s about 8 am now
Seems we just put our heads down
All the sparkles and wine of last night
Have quickly dissolved to a much different side
Collecting clothes while you’re sleeping
Through your room, I am creeping
Passing hours make it clearer to see
Morning sex is for lovers
And you’re not in love with me
Oh I tried hard to make something of this
Yes, I worked hard but it seems I have missed
Your kiss means just a kiss
Do I long for a lover, to low on my list?
So I opted instead for a drunken night tryst
Again, and again
And again, and again, and again,
And again, and again, and again…
Morning sex is for lovers
They just can’t get enough of each other
You talk sweet and soft in the dark
But discover a mole instead of my beauty mark
I’m no one for a guilt trip
We know just where I lift
Please don’t bother with coffee or tea
Yes, it’s best if I just let you see
Morning sex is for lover
You’re not in love with me
You’re not in love with me
