(not) a love song

i’d like to dive head first
into the deep end of you
only come up for air when my toes touch the bottom of your pool
oh, to be in it with you
oh, to be in it with you
i’d like to take a bite of everything that you say
i’d get to know every letter, every word and how they taste
oh, to be in it,
oh, to be in it with you
i’d like to brew a pot of you and have you in bed
first thing in the morning maybe in the afternoon too
oh, to be in it with you
am i coming on too strong when i say i’d like to get stuck in your mud?
oh i’ll find a million ways to say it before i say i’m in
i’m in
oh, to be in it
oh, to be in it with you