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