I watch you from afar as you spark a flame and light your cigarette 
and I wonder if tasting your lips would be the same as smoking
I wanted to run my hands into your untidy hair and caress your cheek 
And kiss your tired eyes until you fall asleep
I wonder if your skin is as warm as I imagine it would be pressed against mine
And trace the veins than are embossed on your hands
And if you have loved me as much as I had loved you, i'd make you feel like art in everything you do
And leave you feeling like a masterpiece every time you go to sleep.