unspokenwords

cigarettes are sticks of death
but they make me feel
calm and relaxed

they hold me
together
through
good
& bad

sticks of death

I'll keep you in
the bottom 
of my 
heart

maybe one day
we'll reunite
and witness
the stars
as they
shine

as they shine

I still dream of us
making love
in the dead
of night

I still dream of you
and your hands on me
as if the love
never seemed to
want to fade
away from
my life

I still imagine 
your taste
in my
mouth

I still remember
the lust of
the lonely nights
the lust of
*** and love