Tangled; Bar You

You can get lost easily in a field of this
With the sun beating down the way it is, and your fingers tangled with mine
And the concrete is an offset to the surroundings, as are the sunglasses
But everything is natural here, as I am surrounded by content.
Im happy to stroll between these reeds with you and have you nip and tug
That way you always would.
Im comfortable here, with the sun beating down the way it is.
Night comes, and lips come down on mine
I lose control of myself in moments like this
There is never a demand from me, nor from you
And there is nothing better than those moments, when there are those small measurements
Of that tiny peace I had longed for.
And I buried my face in your chest as your fingers touch my hair
As I tell you anything and everything you have ever asked of me.
Its in those moments lying in the dark
With your hands pushing my hair from my face
And your laughter racking your sides
That I feel like the sun is beating down the way it is.
Your fingers tangled with mine, and your lips on my neck
Rip me to pieces and keep me together
All at the same time.
It's easy to run fingers through untidy hair
And laugh like these days arent numbered for us.
I know I was so much safer with my head buried in your chest
Where nothing in this world could touch me
Bar you.
You start to realize the field isnt as big as you thought it should be
Your fingers are gone, and the nips and tugs are gone.
I dream as best I can, but Im cracking apart
The sun doesnt beat down the way it used to, and my fingers are cold and bare.
Its easy to run our fingers through each others hair
And laugh like those days werent numbered for us.
Pretend we were safe from the world, with your lips on mine
And my fingers tangled with yours.
Despite this point, after
The sun doesnt beat down as it used to.
But there is still nothing better than those moments, when there are those small measurements
Of that tiny peace I really had longed for.