Smoke

I didn’t mean to fall in love

It crept up like smoke

I sensed it first

And then it swallowed me whole

Stinging my eyes and filling my lungs

Heavy and warm on my skin

Once it started

I knew there was no way to stop it, or even slow it down

And I fell so quickly and so deeply

And the only thing I could do was pray you felt the same

I don’t even know what it was

There’s no grocery list of merits

No feature that makes you “right”

It’s just you

And sometimes I wish I could turn back time

Go back to simpler days

Where smoke was a rumor and I could see clearly

And it’s true that life was easier and less meaningful

But I know now

That I’d rather be stumbling in the smoke with you

Than dancing in the sunlight alone

 

Reviews

[Emily B]

you are a stunning poet, instinctive, gifted. Happy to come back to your words

[Molly Garnet]

Wow thank you so very much.

[Coyote Poetry]

You wrote a amazing poem. I like the use of smoke.
"That I’d rather be stumbling in the smoke with you
Than dancing in the sunlight alone"
The above lines were my favorite. In the mist of the smoke of love. Always a good place to rest. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote