Smells like you
Coming down the stair
I can tell before you're here
you want to smell roses
I can't offer roses.
Only oranges
Citrus irritates you.
Sour, stinging, biting
Seems to fit you.
But you have
other ideas.
You want the
delecate pearl
I just can't be.
A trophy?
Maybe, Indicisive you.
When I'm left alone
you wouldn't know me
Only then
do I smell
of gasoline.