Advantage Of The Sun

I was going to write you
some kind of love song
but we are way past
that kind of s**t, so I had to
think, what comes next
besides you and I
laying in bed
at night, a mess of
arms and legs, yet
perfectly entwined
and the mornings
come so soon
we might as well
take advantage of
the sun, and f**k
each other, as if we just won
the ultimate prize