Smoke slinking passed my lips curving upwards settling flush upon cream
Small fragmented gasps slit my throat hanging in the air fresh shame
Heat curling in my ribs red hot iron ore sliding down shaky thighs
If eyes are closed time will freeze floating on a lake of never
Sweet nothings hold nothing
Breath wheezing out like ash
Lost in humble words a fog lingering over broken glass
Pretty little yellow flowers harbor deep dark secrets
Missing puzzle pieces frayed beyond repair
Lost within the calluses of my heels