[Start] [Verse 1] In the afternoon café, sunlight sways and gleams Pouring instant coffee, its bitter taste redeems A spoonful of cocoa, stirred soft and slow A plastic bottle of coffee, a self I forgot long ago The boy’s eyes, a deep brown, tempting and sly “I’m not cocoa,” he laughs, with a voice that doesn’t lie I mumble, “That’s not it,” but my heart’s already caught By the devil’s magic, my defenses overwrought [Bridge] The scent of café mocha, not sweet, but it lingers Not quite grown-up, missing something in its fingers Cocoa dust on my hand, I lick it with a grin The boy’s gaze tests me, pulling me within [Chorus] Devilish boy, with a mocha-colored smile Afternoon café, where heartwaves churn in style “You’re not a kid anymore,” his whisper softly calls The devil’s eyes on me, as my shy heart falls [Verse 2] Across the counter, afternoon light begins to blur Cocoa stains linger on the cup, a faint, sweet stir The boy’s skin, smooth like a creamy café latte His gaze sets my heart racing, no way to look away Add milk, but the sweetness stays out of reach The grown-up taste feels lacking, no lesson left to teach Fingers tease with temptation, the devil’s playful art “Another cup?” he grins, with a gesture that steals my heart [Bridge] Like café mocha’s foam, melting soft and slow His magic fills the cracks where my heart’s shadows grow “Just a little closer,” the distance starts to fade The boy’s allure traps me, in his charm’s cascade [Chorus] Devilish boy, with a mocha-colored smile Afternoon café, where heartwaves churn in style “You’re not a kid anymore,” his whisper softly calls The devil’s eyes on me, as my shy heart falls [End]
