coffee, nicotine, tangerine
an original by Y of Jan
You smell of coffee, nicotine, and tangerine
When I first met your curious gaze
You asked me about my shaving cream
A weird query that left me ablazed
You smell of coffee, nicotine, and tangerine
When you asked me on a date
The sun made the silver glint
I told you to meet me by the gate
You smell of coffee, nicotine, and tangerine
As you lay in the cheap sheets of my bed
You asked “How bad do you want me to sin?”
As I see the silver that caressed me red
You smell of coffee, nicotine, and tangerine
As you share your dreams that didn’t land
Purple kisses, sweet and saccharine
As you take off the ring on your hand
How bad do you want me to sin
The moment you lifted my chin
The mistakes that my lava lamps have seen
Weeks away from being proper and prim
How bad do you want me to sin
When you asked me about my shaving cream
When you told me that you love me still
Amidst the silver the holds you firm
You smell of coffee, nicotine, and tangerine
When you asked me to meet you still
The moment your tux was being cleaned
You even offered to run to Berlin
You smell of coffee, nicotine, and tangerine
When I told you how much I want to scream
When I told you about the pricks on my skin
The moment I stopped wanting to sin
I bet you smell of coffee, nicotine, and tangerine
As the church bells started to ring
I bet you smell of coffee, nicotine, and tangerine
When you greeted your guests with a grin
I bet you smell of coffee, nicotine, and tangerine
As you said your vows with so much chic
I bet you smell of coffee, nicotine, and tangerine
When you finally kissed her with meek