This song has got to be one of the most tremendous power ballads of the 21st Century! It uncannily illuminates in graphic detail the art of love-making without being explicit! “Finagling the dark….like a tactile Universe….Quaint holiday lights shimmer— like a quivering lady hovering over a dart board— utilizing a throwing star…Rapture incarnate!…Miso soup, Komucha, galavanting pooch!…” I’ve got a futon; You’ve got a futon…Let’s bridge them together with the puppy on the Hasseck!” “Alley-oop—Sink swish with swoosh!” (Nike plug!)