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Cigarettes

I want to feel you from the inside, but then you burn my tongue
Your lips looked so soft to me, but your kiss still stung
And the pale smoke makes your skin look close to death
The quivering of your hand underminds your shallow breath

The chills your fingertips leave on my spine make me scream
But I am able to replace it with another disposable dream
Dust fills your nose and brings the smell of your cigarette
The smoke curls around the dark air of your silhouette

I treasure it at first but then I suck the life out of it
I feel your eyes on my neck when I turn around to spit
You bring your mouth to mine and capture it in a kiss
The air around is thick and consuming, a nicotine abyss

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  • vampedvixen
    November 13, 2008

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    The background for this poem is highly distracting and I think it takes away from what the poem is trying to say and the wording that you thought so carefully of using. I would suggest changing it so something that people can read more easily. About the poem though, it is smokey and a bit erotic.. I really love the way you play with the metaphor of smoke and smoking and inhaling.. I think it's an excellent read and I would like to read more from you in the future! Bravo!

  • am-jc
    November 13, 2008
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    thanks for you comment . KAY BYE CATS .

  • am-jc
    November 13, 2008
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    yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah im talkin big boy rides and big boy iceeee (8)

  • am-jc
    November 13, 2008
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    omfg whaaats up

  • am-jc
    November 13, 2008
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    i said you can have whatever you likeeee (8)

  • am-jc
    November 13, 2008
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    you can have whatever you likeee caaats

  • am-jc
    November 13, 2008
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    heeeeeeey girl heeeeeeeey


  • csmmoms2
    November 10, 2008

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    Great title

    Really good imagery. Anything that touches our lips is some sort of kiss. We do make love to those round pieces of death. Th curling smoke from our lips tells us it's hot. -c


  • csmmoms2
    November 10, 2008
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    Ooo I liked this


  • Wandering Woodchuck silver member
    November 10, 2008

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    Wow. Very well done. I was a heavy smoker back about 25 years ago. Over the years I occaisionally have smoked the odd cigarette or cigar. Yesterday I was craving a smoke, I avoided it. The imagery in your poem made me recall how much I dislike smoking and kissing a smoker.

    Great job.

    Mike


  • Susan John Francis
    November 10, 2008

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    I love it ,,, simply love it...
    I want to feel you from the inside, but then you burn my tongue
    Your lips looked so soft to me, but your kiss still stung
    my fav lines...great imagination mine friend....


  • Learning2PaintYou
    November 6, 2008

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    This poem has really great imagery. I love it! I like that your rhyme doesn't sound forced and it fits where you've put it. This poem is just really great. You've done a fantastic job.


  • noiseandkisses
    November 5, 2008

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    stunning

    absolutely amazing.
    I love this, i really do.
    i like the line, "I treasure it at first but then I suck the life out of it"
    the one you showed me before.
    its actually true.
    Great piece, a favorite.
    i love you <3
    keep writing amazing things =]

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