Erotica from Erotica Veronica by Miya Folick

How’d we get here
Such a tender kiss
Now you’re drinking coffee
With a serial monogamist

Taste of saffron
Honey in my milk
Take the car
I’m asleep at the wheel

I just wanna flirt with a girl in broad daylight on the street
I can see her chapped lips, burnt by the sun, as she’s leaning into me
Erotica Veronica
I can feel the softness, heavenly kiss, echoes on my tongue
Erotica

If it’s scary
Baby talk to me
My sensual proclivities
Fuel your anxiety

But the city looks so green
Run my fingers through her hair
I don’t wanna give up
Everything we’ve got here

I just wanna flirt with a girl in broad daylight on the street
I can see her chapped lips, burnt by the sun, as she’s leaning into me
Erotica Veronica
I can feel the softness, heavenly kiss, echoes on my tongue
Erotica
Erotica

Erotica Veronica
I can feel the softness, heavenly kiss, echoes on my tongue
Erotica

• Alternative
• folk
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