Smoke
A poem
Truths I dare? My star from afar. Your hair, your stare, Glare. Thighs, graze Your stomach and heartache. Brain, eyes, mouth, and cigarette, The smell of you and The thoughts and hue That makes our worlds one nice To view.
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Truths I dare? My star from afar. Your hair, your stare, Glare. Thighs, graze Your stomach and heartache. Brain, eyes, mouth, and cigarette, The smell of you and The thoughts and hue That makes our worlds one nice To view.