She smoked the life out of her cigarette,
feeling the buzz run like electricity
through her fingertips and to her brain.
She then stomped the dying flame with the heel of her shoe,
and pulled another cigarette out,
placing it between her lips and teeth.
She lit it,
closing her eyes as she took a deep, long drag.
She then opened her eyes,
and licked her lips as she stared at him, standing not too far away.
She's been watching him for a while now,
studying his every feature.
God knows how many times she laid in bed thinking about him.
She craved him.
He suddenly looked up at her,
and she playfully waved at him,
her fingers wriggling in his direction.
Her smile, seducing and wide.
She tried flirting with him a couple of times before,
but he never really seemed interested.
But today was different.
Today,
his eyes lit up when he looked at her.
Her heart skipped a beat,
and adrenaline shot through her systems.
He got up and started walking towards her,
his eyes never leaving hers.
Her breaths were shallow,
and she felt her heart falter.
He then wrapped his arms around her waist and smirked.
"An overdose, huh?"
He breathed sexily in her ear.
She weakly swallowed and nodded.
And ever so slowly,
he lowered his luscious lips to hers,
kissing her with passion that made her knees buckle.
She started falling, but he caught her.
He smiled mischievously.
"Well, you've been flirting with me," he whispered.
"And I know you want me."
He then kissed the hollow of her throat, feeling the pulse slow down and fade away.
"And Love,"
He said.
"Death always ends up taking whoever dares flirt with him."
-
With love,
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Drowning Stars | Poetry
Poetry"Because tell me, my dear.. How can you ever save a drowning star?" My deepest thoughts and secrets. Enjoy. - •Overall winner of The Cats Awards; 10/08/18 •Winner and Best Plot in Poetry of The Net Monthly Awards; 6/10/18 •3rd place in Poetry of The...
