Pillow Talking

My face is muffled
but my voice is clear
I'm pillow talking so damn loud
the whole house could hear
Turns out it's just him & me
but if you were a fly on the wall
you could see
My face buried in the pillow
him buried in me
Searching for buried treasure
& One-eyed Jack can see
that he found pleasure island--
yes, he alone holds the key
He's turning & twisting
I'm pillow talking, insisting
"Don't stop" to One-eyed Jack
He's running his hands
up & down my back
Between that & his key turning
I start to shutter & flow
Into the pillow I mutter & moan
with a groan my treasure chest let's go
He feels me shaking
he takes his shot
I start screaming as it
shoots out straight & hot
The treasure is better than silver & gold
he really hit the jackpot of my heart
I can't wait for tomorrow night
When the moon is high the pillow talking does start.