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Nov 2018
And she said,
don't mind him,
he will soon
leave just like
the others.
And I asked her,
with all seriousness,
do you smoke,
and she said no.
I said to her,
smoke me like
a cigarette,
so I'll touch
your lips always
and never leave.
I want to be
your addiction,
so you'll never
have to quit.
Let me be yours,
your very own.
Wear me like
your perfume,
so I'll always
accompany you
to wherever you go.
Wear me like a
locket on your neck,
so I'll always feel
your heartbeat.
Put me on
like a hat
on your head,
so I will always
be your covering.
Let me stick like the
shoes on your feet,
to feel the burden
of every step
you take.
I want to be that
flowery gown you wear
to beautiful places so
I'll never have to leave
because I'm also
addicted to you too.
©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
Emeka Mokeme
Written by
Emeka Mokeme  M/Nigeria
(M/Nigeria)   
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