Dark roasted coffee shadows her
leaves a trace when she wills
stains the walls of our home
Dark roasted coffee shadows her
leaves a trace when she wills
stains the walls of our home
Cheap fruity perfume fills her
yanking at her rugged neck, travelling all the way to her broad hips
You can almost taste the chemicals when she moves closer to you
it’s comforting, knowing that she’s near
Charred eggplant smears our kitchen,
blended with a whiff of cigarettes
you can experience her
Poisonous, but it’s love
Nicotine runs through her veins, tainting her scent
If she bleeds, you stifle on a cloud of smoke
It’s addicting,
her.
Smoke a packet a day, and you’ll pray to die.
Beneath a thick layer of charcoal,
you can smell the subtle scent of coconut mixed with jasmine roses
No one reaches that deep,
When you lay on her chest, after midnight
her tears mixed with yours
you’ll smell her
You’ll smell years of oppression
stirred with abuse and fresh kaa’aak
You’ll smell a woman
who’s scent tugs at your limbs
yanking you closer to her
rocking you to sleep
She’s what mothers smell like.
ome
Cheap fruity perfume fills her
yanking at her rugged neck, travelling all the way to her broad hips
You can almost taste the chemicals when she moves closer to you
it’s comforting, knowing that she’s near
Charred eggplant smears our kitchen,
blended with a whiff of cigarettes
you can experience her
Poisonous, but it’s love
Nicotine runs through her veins, tainting her scent
If she bleeds, you stifle on a cloud of smoke
It’s addicting,
her.
Smoke a packet a day, and you’ll pray to die.
Beneath a thick layer of charcoal,
you can smell the subtle scent of coconut mixed with jasmine roses
No one reaches that deep,
When you lay on her chest, after midnight
her tears mixed with yours
you’ll smell her
You’ll smell years of oppression
stirred with abuse and fresh kaa’aak
You’ll smell a woman
who’s scent tugs at your limbs
yanking you closer to her
rocking you to sleep
She’s what mothers smell like.

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