Skip that cigarette,
instead
kiss my lips of
scarlet.
Skip that tobacco burn,
instead
let my tongue be of your
concern.
Skip that lighter,
instead reach for
my zipper.
Skip wanting that smoke,
instead give my neck
a gentle choke.
Just skip smoking all together, please,
my lust needs to be put at ease.
Do please put smoking to it's death,
i'd rather you smoke
my every breath.
**** me in in every corner,
feel my thighs getting
warmer.
Instead of that cigarette **** in
your mouth,
there's another **** for you
waiting
down south.
I'd only allow you to smoke once more,
if you've successfully made me
feel like a
*****.
But in the meantime, I'll just watch you light up,
as I sip from my cup,
watching you tell stories in this pub,
wondering when
I'll feel ever feel you
feel me up.