Ashtrays.

 

tumblr_ml58k4SLwY1raxwxbo1_500The cigarette hanging from your lips,
blows smoke into the lines of my face.
You lay watching the residue branch around me:
twigs, that slowly attach to the opening of my mouth.
Polluting me.
Your deadly CO2 hangs around like a crown, then it spins me around like a child:
and I know now, I love you more than ever.

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