smoke

March 9, 2014

Like smoke
Exuding from you cigarette
And dissipating into the air
Into the stars and the heavens
That is all that I am
Like smoke
I burn from your cigarette
Your cigarette
That has the pleasure
Of kissing your lips
The moistness of your mouth
That clinches like a slave
Around a stick of disease
I wish to be
Like smoke
Bleeding from your eyes
I gaze at the disease
Mocking me from your mouth
Your lips
Clinch me like a slave
My disease
It is where I want to be
Always

Like smoke on your lips
I dissipated into the air
Into the stars and the heavens
I was on fire
While you just smoked
I was on fire
And you lit your cigarette
I burned into ash
I burned for you

And I don’t mind
Being just the smoke
That escapes your lips
And dissipates into the air
Into the stars and the heavens
I want to live
And die on your lips
Like smoke

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