Chest Nuts Roasting

Chestnuts roasting, fire low

Silk on your skin, candle glow

Wine got us loose, slow grind motion

Whisper in my ear, that grown devotion

Hands on my chest, nails dig light

Lips taste sweet like a long damn night

TV static, Marvin in the back

Your body talking, I just react

Sweat on the window, winter outside

You arch your back when I pull you close, no lie

Mistletoe hanging but we don’t need luck

Your look say trouble, yeah you bad as— hush

Breath getting heavy, time moving slow

Your perfume mixing with that incense smoke

I kiss your shoulder, you biting your lip

You say “don’t stop,” I tighten my grip

Chestnuts roasting, but we burning more

Heartbeats knocking like the bedroom door

Silent moments louder than songs we play

Holiday nasty in the grown folk way

Chestnuts roasting, December nights

Your phone on silent, you here for life

Apartment warm, snow falling slow

You say you miss me, but you already know

You say you done, but you back again

Same old story when the liquor in

Your heels by the door, hair undone

Said you staying five minutes, it’s been hours, love

Touch me like you mad at me

Kiss me like you hate that you came back to me

You say “don’t love me,” but your body weak

You move different when it’s just you and me

Chestnuts roasting, skin on skin

Windows fog when I pull you in

You whisper things you won’t say sober

Say my name like you miss the old us

I ain’t promise forever, I promise tonight

Your back arched when I hit that light

We argue naked, then we make it right

Same bad habits every silent night

You tell me I’m toxic, I tell you the truth

You love how I touch you, hate how I move

Chestnuts roasting, heart on ice

You keep coming back like this shit feels right