Kissing you
is drinking coffee,
bitter-sweet with that
aftertaste of
guilt.
kissing you is never
sufficient
but there ain’t no different
thing
you could give
and while i wash your smell
off my skin
like toffee candy,
too much caramel
you’ll shower your
mind inside out.
after this blunt torment
ends
shall we get back to our
shallow lifes lies.
