I started smoking cigarettes again

Something about having another thing burning between my fingers

Besides your hands

Makes me dismiss the feeling that lingers 
when I think of you

Since I can’t have your taste in my mouth
Lights will have to do
.
light your cigarette again
I’ll try to breathe toxic air like i’m the one addicted.
I found myself in the flicker of your lighter,
only warm when your fingers were on me
I used to be forest fires
volcanoes
heat waves
now I am the dying ember in your ash tray.
forgive me for wanting your lips against my skin
ice melts in the presence of heat,
and you could never be less than me.
cigarette breaks are temporary
but the black in your lung is permanent.
you lit me with the intention of putting me out
but I promise my flame will ignite
every time you exhale.