"krem karamel asla jöle olamaz"

love is an accident waiting to happen
desire is a stranger you think you know
intimacy is a lie
we tell ourselves
truth is a game
you play to win
if you believe in love at first sight
you never stop looking...
it won't do
to dream of caramel,
to think of cinnamon
and long for you.
it won't do
to stir a deep desire,
to fan a hidden fire
that can never burn true.
i know your name,
i know your skin,
i know the way
these things begin;


but i don't know
how i would live with myself,
what i'd forgive of myself
if you don't go.

so goodbye,
sweet appetite,
no single bite
could satisfy...

i know your name,
i know your skin,
i know the way
these things begin;

but i don't know
how i would live with myself,
what i would give of myself
if you don't go.

it won't do
to dream of caramel,
to think of cinnamon
and long for you.