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A poem for someone I want

Just sitting here, listening to you
Smoke a cigarette.
Inhaling so softly, and in that
Moment I wished I was the air 
That surrounded you.
I wanted to be breathed inside of
You, and become the very veins
That caress your lungs.
A cigarette had ever been so
Lovely, until it had become that
Very cigarette held between your lips.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 11/29/2016 11:14:00 AM
This was beautiful, I love how you did this. Wow, you have created an amazing poem out of ordinary things, which is so very cool.
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Date: 11/29/2016 11:03:00 AM
Reading this poem is like being wrapped in the finest silk robe. Cheers, Tricia. --Doug
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