Coconut Flavored Kisses [Verse] It’s 3pm. You’re thinking of me. I know because I taste sugar on the breeze. The kind only you brew. With love. And that little spoonful of ache you always stir in at the end. [Chorus – Whispered] Coconut flavored kisses, soft like heat on collarbone. You sip, I melt. We don’t need music— we’re already rhythm. [Bridge] No need to say it out loud. I feel you thinking it. Your lips? Already on mine. Your pulse? Already surrendered.
