your slender, white, body that I traced beneath my
fingers. I pressed my lips against you
and took a breath; exhaling a dozen roses
and a smoky invitation to bed.
You’re an abstract cloud of curves and kisses;
each time I breathe, you diffuse into my heart.
I’ve forgotten how to inhale without you pressed
between my lips.
You’re pure poison; from the hair on your head to the
tips of your toes to the frightening beauty
when I look at your soul. I’m coughing up
promises of love ever after but my lungs are constricting
and choking my heart.
My nicotine-stained fingertips reach out to you:
Honey, I’m going to light you up, and breathe you down
and once you taste like a burnt out flame;
I’m gonna snuff you out in a pile of ashes.
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