smoke

i wish i could take the smoke
from the tip of your cigarette
and wrap it in a dress around
my neglected and bountiful frame.
luscious movements of slate-blue translucence
to swish and swirl and curve to my delight.
i would smell of nicotine and cloves
and dance to the curling beat of
your cigarette being tapped against the
crystalline glass of an unblemished ash tray.
perhaps then you’ll come to inhale me,
touch your lips to what my addiction has to offer,
inhale the scent of spice in my hair;
and then fall with me into the coarse and rasping,
feeling like a raw throat after too many inhalations,
into curling, curving smoke. sublime.

Reviews

[Iota]

Now this is a new twist for a smoker, I wonder how many packs a day they would go through if smoke could be worn as a dress. I guess many are addicted to cigarettes more so than they are to their lovers. Who wouldn't want to be as important and needed as a smoke is to a smoker. Very good images here, nicely done.