Sugar and Spice
Like fresh cinnamon toasts on an open bakery.
How you still win me over with your chivalry.
Like roasted coffee with a hint of cream.
This love of ours felt like a dream.
Freshly baked apple pie that smelled so nice.
It's as if you see right through me in the eyes.
A soft-dough chocolate chip cookie that I can't resist.
Like the way our lips touch and kiss.
An open bakery that is oh, so inviting.
Just like the smell of earl-grey tea in mid-morning.
As rain on the windowsill starts pouring,
This love of ours is like being struck by lightning.
Everything was made out of sugar and spice.
Because whenever I'm with you,
I would never think twice.
29.08.2018
K.A.
© All Rights Reserved
How you still win me over with your chivalry.
Like roasted coffee with a hint of cream.
This love of ours felt like a dream.
Freshly baked apple pie that smelled so nice.
It's as if you see right through me in the eyes.
A soft-dough chocolate chip cookie that I can't resist.
Like the way our lips touch and kiss.
An open bakery that is oh, so inviting.
Just like the smell of earl-grey tea in mid-morning.
As rain on the windowsill starts pouring,
This love of ours is like being struck by lightning.
Everything was made out of sugar and spice.
Because whenever I'm with you,
I would never think twice.
29.08.2018
K.A.
© All Rights Reserved