You strike your lighter
the air warms
you draw the flame near
the heat lights
and you take a long drag

Inhaling in my pleasures
you occupy yourself
studying all I have
then bring your lips back to me
inhaling me once more

With every breath
you brighten the spark
it burns for a moment
but not long enough for the night

When I am just a bud
all the pleasure gone
you hold me for a moment
then discard me to the ground

I wait for the next night
when your addiction rages
and your hands ache to touch me
and your mouth aches for my taste

You are as addicted to me,
as I am to you.