Dread seizing in my head,
the bed calling for our name,
I don't want to leave,
this place where I'm still with you.

Flickering candle lights guiding me to your watchful patch,
such eye candy enlightening the fabric of my skin,
sharing a cigarette with your delightful lips,
wishing it were mine instead.

Such strange curiosities unveiling before my gaze,
lingering long enough for you to notice,
granting me a spine-chilling smile,
turning my admiration into timeless stone.