the smoke of your cigarette
burning in my throat, the scent of vanilla stuck to my tongue,
nicotine kissing my lips
softer than yours ever could
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tides ○ a collection of poems
Poetrypoetry II. i'm still trying to find the right words started 15/3/18 all of the following poems, excerpts, thoughts and playlists are my own • remember to vote if you like it • please do not steal you can find the cover image here: https://pinteres...
xxxxvi. smoking in the rain
the smoke of your cigarette
burning in my throat, the scent of vanilla stuck to my tongue,
nicotine kissing my lips
softer than yours ever could
