Our picnic

Inside my head
Is nice for you
Oh it must be
Because all of those thoughts
That came to my mind
After time
You live here,
So sexy thoughts
I can say
So fine

It seems you talk during it
Me after this
Yet our minds compare
As all other parts of us
Fit to each other
To live together
In the stars
Yet still
Down to Earth
We are
Romantic but real