It’s electric
This attraction of ours
There’s no further proof than in the darkness last night
When you drove me up the mountain
And we stood together beneath a black sky
And searched for constellations—
I sought Cassiopeia and her beauty first
The stars glittered above in all their cosmic splendor
And the houselights flickered in the slumbering city down below
And when you stepped toward me there was a spark
Static electricity from the friction of our winter coats
A jolt of energy that traveled up your bo...