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As you exhale the smoke of your cigaret whiles I drink my coffee, the rush of the caffein in my blood gives me the shakes and your seductive presence makes the palms of my hands sweat ?

You take a sip of your black coffee whiles I inhale you every time you look at me with those deep dark eyes that ignite flames in my chest and set me on fire ?

I exhale the smoke that leaves me slightly light headed whiles your lips touch the coffee cup and I am jealous   of anything that touches your lips for I have not kissed those bitter sweet lips of yours ' yet '!

I take a sip of my coffee whiles you inhale every bit of me . Hot blood rushes  though our veins carrying sweet  poison of coffee and cigarets together with  bitter potent souls of our confused being !

White smoke of poison we once inhaled  together which tasted sweeter than honey has now left nothing more than just a bitter taste in our mouth and grey mist as a memory of us ...

e.m
Newcastle
Elida Merseli
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Elida Merseli
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