The room is filled with fumes

My lips can't kiss yours
but it smooch
the cig's ****
as I huff and puff;
I can almost finish
this pack.

Let me go back
to feeling
the heat of your body.
Do not let me
get burned
by the flames
of my cigarette.

Our steamy nights
turned to
smoking time alone.

I don't use
my mouth on you
anymore.
I blow
circles of smoke
instead.