That smell

by Aaron feast   Dec 3, 2014


When you come in and asked me for a cuddle in that room,
The feelings and emotions I felt for me it did consume.

As you stood there with your arms around me and your head on my chest,
I'm not going to lie to you, you and your hair smelt great I'll confess.

As we stood there at first it felt strange like we'd gone back to the start, you know when we held back and hide the feelings of the heart.

It was nice to see you smile have a laugh and chat over a cup of tea, what you trying to say ay ay I'm not a donkey.

I'm sorry if I over stepped the mark when I came and sat behind you on the stairs,
I see it yes i did its still there I could tell by the goose bumps and sticking up hair.

Or was it because you was tired and cold,
and them bumps where bad them feelings have grown old.

Its time to leave its so hard I won't pretend,
yes I love you but I know at the moment all you need is a friend.

I'm home now tucked up here in my bed,
with my jumper smelling of your perfume next to my head.

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