her soul leaked out from her fingertips
as she grazed his neck underneath his beard
and enticed him to move in a manner
much like a snake and its charmer
 
he fell in love with the smell of her sweat
as she teased his lips with her bare chest
moving in a manner
much like a snake and its charmer
 
and they were strangers
dancing to the rhythm of no music
charming one another
like serpents, entangled as lovers
 
though, lovers of what,
this man asks
as he finds pleasure in her deep eyes
as if he was watching burning skies
enjoying the rise
of a belief in one singular Gods demise
 
for he questioned what was taught
when he looked into her eyes
and asked himself,
may all I was told be nothing but lies
for I find myself believing this girl to be a God
and I find myself standing on Lucifer's side
 
and they remained like serpents
her and I
biting, poisoning one another
moving as if we would never die
 
oh, Lucifer
let her burn
as she finds the irony
in the wet she yearns
 
oh, Lucifer
how did you know I'd love to make her sweat
how did you know
I would love to make her come
 
how did you know
I was not the only one
 
such a sad romantic, you are
finding pleasure in the destruction of stars
 
oh, Lucifer, light bearer
giver of tempting fires
 
let us die
as we give in to all our desires
 
dear Lucifer,
let our fires expand higher
 
let us slip into that black hole
and fall in love with the other side

I know I should quit smoking,
But sometimes I think
I see your face in the smoke.
I don't, though.
It looks like what it is.
But, I still think of you
When I see it.

I blame the namesake
Of my eventual death's
And your parents'
Cause and byproduct
(respectively, of course,)
On the correlation
Between "ashes,"
And, "Ashley."

Maybe there is no connection?
Maybe I was
Already thinking about you?
Like when you heard thunder,
And thought of me?

Regardless, time for
Another cigarette.