my mouth waters
when i see her smoking.
i trace my parched lips
with my thirsting tongue.
i wish i could blow defiant smoke
in your face,
i wish i could breathe your absolute disappointment
in desperate gulps.
and then
the cigarette butts are in our
pot.
you find stray ashes in
my hair.
i explain to you
the fire in my soul faded away,
i need this.
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