Your name,
like the sweet, stinging aroma
of a half-burnt cigarette,
always seems to
linger.
Creeping
into
the backs of my brain
A reminder of
blissful temptation.
- k.m.
Oct 2, 2017
Oct 2, 2017 at 11:12 AM UTC
Your name,
like the sweet, stinging aroma
of a half-burnt cigarette,
always seems to
linger.
Creeping
into
the backs of my brain
A reminder of
blissful temptation.
- k.m.