Strangely Intimate

And I can still taste

My cigarettes on your lips

The color red

So damn inviting



I can still feel your insecurity

The fire red

When you first looked at me



Immediately

That chemistry

Strangely

Intimate



I can still smell

The flowers that bloomed in your hair

My fingers have never felt such luxury, babe



I can still see

The moment when you first woke to me

So small in my arms

Looked like a part of me