Okay Ok from Comfort Foods by Bigger Better Sun

Doomed to find the flaws in search of love and passion
Focused on the spiraling I almost missed the action
Your lips pressed on your drink, it’s something fruity
Bubble gum heels, ripped from a movie

And I can’t help but bare my teeth
I am ripped into your vortex when you tell me that you love me
In a paper walled Tatami room
But the words don’t seep through
Speak soft in violet hues

Self assured and with a twinkling eye
You go down like sparkling wine
The floor creaks leave a residual boom
As you dance from room to room
I forget we’re doomed

Never everything we want it to be
But you’re the soft comedown from railing speed
In a little nook by the window
Wine drunk, Maine snow
Thai food take out
Couch sinks in strange towns

The words they swell up in our cheeks
Flush I need some soothing
Lingering spice from Asian fusion

In a Paper walled tatami room
But the words don’t seep through
Speak soft in violet hues

Self assured and with a twinkling eye
You go down like sparkling wine
The floor creaks leave a residual boom
As you dance from room to room
I forget we’re doomed

Even the gloomy afternoon sees you
The sun will poke its way on through
You stare and we forget we’re doomed

So I lean in close, take off my coat
The floor’s covered in frost
Summer glows but indoors we embrace the cold
The just as fleeting lows

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