Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Like Smoke From a Cigarette

Street lights illuminate
the dark town sidewalk.
Silence rains down from the clouds.
Smoke floats a ring above us
as a lit cigarette flutters to the ground.
My heart pounds
beating faster and louder
as I inhale your essence.

Our lips lock.

The sun shines bright
In the middle of night,
bu it retreats as
I watch you fade
Back to where you came.

Away from me.

My hands shake.
My eyes water

As I already miss your taste.

Though you're gone
I whisper
'I love you',
but the words fade
like the smoke from a stray cigarette
only damaging me inside:

Killing me to be yours.

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