your lips are blue and cold
even in this humid summer air,
your breath puffs out in front of you
like smoke from a cigarette,
your words hanging in the air frigidly
i think i need to stay away from you
i wonder what happens if i get infected with your smoke
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love is a glitch in the matrix
Poetrypoems for humans and perhaps several marmosets too.
smoke
your lips are blue and cold
even in this humid summer air,
your breath puffs out in front of you
like smoke from a cigarette,
your words hanging in the air frigidly
i think i need to stay away from you
i wonder what happens if i get infected with your smoke