I light the tip and place
you between my lips
Resting gently against them
As I breathe you in.
And when I inevitably choke,
All you do is smile down.
Because you know I don’t smoke,
But I’m starting now.
(Plus, its cute when I try to take it all)
You glow orange as I hollow my cheeks,
But pink, untouched lungs burn with smoke.
Inhaling you until I pass out from oxygen deprivation.
And you urge me to do more, MORE, begging and pleading for me to just keep going.
When I finally breathe a plume of white out, hacking and sputtering, you tilt up my chin and smile with those lazy, satisfied eyes.
But now, having breathed YOU in,
I am ruined for oxygen.
And through my daze, I say in the haze,
“Again.”
As I wipe my chin on the back of my hand,
You laugh and say, “as you demand.”
But we both know, it’s not up to me.
Pull my hair, it’s what I need.
Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 3:02 AM UTC
I light the tip and place
you between my lips
Resting gently against them
As I breathe you in.
And when I inevitably choke,
All you do is smile down.
Because you know I don’t smoke,
But I’m starting now.
(Plus, its cute when I try to take it all)
You glow orange as I hollow my cheeks,
But pink, untouched lungs burn with smoke.
Inhaling you until I pass out from oxygen deprivation.
And you urge me to do more, MORE, begging and pleading for me to just keep going.
When I finally breathe a plume of white out, hacking and sputtering, you tilt up my chin and smile with those lazy, satisfied eyes.
But now, having breathed YOU in,
I am ruined for oxygen.
And through my daze, I say in the haze,
“Again.”
As I wipe my chin on the back of my hand,
You laugh and say, “as you demand.”
But we both know, it’s not up to me.
Pull my hair, it’s what I need.
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