so here we are
just like we always said
you and your Schwarzenegger arms
finally wrapped around my head

my body is unfamiliar
with skin that’s so warm
you don’t have a single imperfection
even without the curtains drawn

you smell ******* fabulous
no literally Tom Ford’s “******* fabulous”
you want me as much as I want you
so it’s impossible to understand why we did abstinence

dropped me at back
in your private plated Audi
we kiss on a heated seat
as we turn the windows cloudy

you knew you had me
when you said “there’s something about you”
if we were a colour
we would both we blue

no watercolour **** about me
if they bottled me they’d sell me in Selfridges
can’t see through me like stained glass
but you might cut yourself on my edges

personality so bright you’ll need your shades on
maybe you were colourblind to my magic
and you will never ever be this cool
how tragic