Scarves Rings and Lipstick

*sips tea*

I like my men like I like my coffee
Dark and bitter
No sweetener
I'd be all the milk and honey he needs
But coffee's bad for me
I should know better
Multiple headaches and chest-pains later
I'll come to my senses
Not for long
Weakness would cripple my defenses
Too far gone I'd hit cravings

This winter I think I'm gonna have tea
With a slice of fresh perspective
I'm trying to be more protective of my frail heart
With a taste that lingers longer than my locks of braid
Tea feels right
I still ask a lot of questions and play detective cause I'm selective with I take in
Although I must say I'm taken by the way I feel

Thanks to my new discovery
I've made a recovery from my afflictions
Addictions of my own fashion
A passion for the unhealthy
I can only see as far as the reflection ahead of me
And glance over my shoulder
Where I am and where I've been
I could never forget
I've grown bolder but only time will tell if you are but a muse of the season
If I'll finally blow a fuse and burn out
Til then I'll keep sipping all the goodness I can get
Give as much as I take
After all the aches my soul has earned a break

Cover taken from Torrin Raven