your eyes are two
vast fields of green that
intoxicate my psyche
with sweet nicotine,
sending shivers down
my nimble fingertips,
your pale lips adhere
to your dying cigarette,
while your smoldering
gaze intently traces every
inch of my silhouette,
yearning to disrupt the
lingering silence with
words that are never met,
your love is susceptible
and cannot be professed,
but the shy smile you
flashed before our lips
pressed and hands that
tangled in my hair like
a broken cassette, was
enough to put my heart
to rest, your enchanting
green orbs would eclipse
what was coming next,
tear stained cheeks and
eyes filled with regret,
you left me alone to
deal with all this mess,
but i still miss you
every tuesday when
your absence sends
an agonizing ache
through my chest