Cosmic Bed Springs

Yeah…

Room spinning like a lava lamp

Thought I kissed you but I grabbed the fan

Oh no…

I walked in smooth with my confidence high,

But the ceiling started breathing and the dresser got shy,

Your tattoos turned into dragons on the wall,

I said “baby you look gorgeous”… to the basketball.

Purple lights melting all over the bed,

Thought your pillow started whispering inside my head,

I took my shirt off dramatic real slow,

Then forgot what a shirt was like thirty seconds ago.

I’m seeing doubles, triples, maybe four of you,

One said “come here,” one said “bro what you doin’?”

Tried to be sexy but I lost my balance,

Now I’m apologizing to the laundry basket.

We was tripping balls in the middle of the night,

Laughing so hard we could barely get it right,

Bed felt like a spaceship ready for flight,

I yelled “take me to Saturn!” while holding on tight.

Everything wobble, everything wave,

Thought the blanket turned into ocean caves,

Tried to set the mood but I couldn’t find my leg,

Now we both crying laughing halfway off the bed.

You said “come closer,” I said “I am the moon,”

Then I crab-walked sideways across the room,

Music sounded like dolphins making beats,

I was fighting invisible ninjas with the sheets.

Mirror had me thinking there was six of me alive,

One was eating chips, one was doing jumping jacks outside,

You said “focus baby,” I said “I’m trying my best,”

But the lamp started judging me and caused me stress.

Then the cat walked in…

Everybody froze…

Why he looking at us like he knows?

He sat on the dresser like a wise old king,

While I’m wrapped in curtains yelling “I CAN HEAR COLORS SING!”

Yeah we tripping balls in the middle of the night,

Romance turned comedy underneath the lights,

Couldn’t act cool no matter how we tried,

But we laughed till sunrise laying side by side.

Room still spinning but the vibe was gold,

Funniest story that we ever told,

Might’ve lost my mind for a little bit there…

But at least the bed survived the cosmic warfare.

Next morning like…

“…why is there pizza in the shower?”