Cloud of Pink Smoke.

Stale coffee 

And tropical island 

Dreams 

Have me crying 

For you, 

Friendship in a bleak haze 

Of happiness. 

No sleep and 

A bad phone number

Have me pining

for her, pink hair and 

A bellybutton ring 

In a haze of last night. 

Sweet perfume,

The scent of chocolate

And expensive 

Cigarettes

Have me longing for 

A dream of 

Myself not quite 

Realised. 

Cloud of pink smoke, spirit me away from this unfamiliar room and the bright dawn morning. 

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

I love this
Made me feel like I was there
Truly remarkable poem