Inhale your cigarette
Exhale its smoke
Take a sip of your American coffee
And lay on your back
Wait for me to lay on your chest
Then call for me to lay on your chest
I whisper words of love coated with passivity
Into your spiderweb-made ear
And you smile for you have heard nothing
I find the courage to play with your beard
And your leg finds its way in between mine
And I mistakenly caress you excessively
But intentionally leave my trace on you
And I breathe one last time on your neck
As you are reaching for your now cold American coffee
And the smoke of your precious cigarette
Builds a wall between us
That reminded me of what I am to you




-LynnAA