SoulReserve

cigarettes after sex

the breath I lost
over you
I find it back
in the puff of my cigarette,
it pulls
burns through my shifting soul
I inhale
thoughts of you
your eyes, your skin
everything
that drives me insane,
I drag in
my quiet desperation
until all
that is in turmoil inside
settles
like you
warm
in my bed.

© SoulReserve 2018

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