In a chamber of my heart sits an accountant. He is frowning and waving red paper at me. I go to the window for air. I catch the scent of apples. I hunger for a taste, but I can’t see the orchard for the rain. I Trawl The Megahertz by Paddy McAloon:
I’ve flirted with you all my life, even kissed you once or twice, and to this day I swear it was nice, but clearly I was not ready. I’ve Flirted With You All My Life by Vic Chesnutt: