Cigarette for my bridged love.

A cigarette
For my bridged love,
Standing as a tree
With fruits that I love.

Plug in my headphones,
Ignore the passing waves.
My soft intimacy,
Hidden in caves.

Exhale the smoke
Drifting away.
Not a standing tree anymore,
Flowing in the air everyone inhales.

A cigarette
For my bridged love.
Which I scold as I'm not like this.
But my heart is cloaked tender,
And all kinds of love I kiss.

A cigarette for everyone's bridged love,
A cigarette for my soft bumps.
And a cigarette for my life. 

Reviews

[Brittany]

i love this s**t i love smoking omg this is me :) hehe i hope u read mine

[Lydia Shutter]

Hmmm....as a former smoker, this one intrigued me. There was a time cigarettes were a huge part of my life...never thought that would change, but it did. Lydi**

[Lyn Anderson]

An interesting choice here. Given the way the world now thinks of cigarettes, this one has an edge to it.