i am an apricot,
dried and vacuum-packed amongst chunks of cashew nuts and *******.

i am a cigarette,
wrinkled and cracked with ashes so rank and how the wind whispers my bones away.

i am a stick of magnesium
extingushed halfway -

and i will never burn again
for you have swallowed my spark.

a million sets of eyes passing by
and your's are the only ones i saw
they made a home behind my eyelids
and i, like a bee to honey raw
could only hope to get close enough
to start to know your mind
what wildflowers make you?
they must be sweet, for a face so kind
and soft, for a voice such as that
you are a creature so new
and you created a spark in me
of interest for you

From Shisha with Love

The room was dark as I entered
Like a tangled pipe, I twisted, turned, and stumbled to my seat
That’s when I saw her, everything was suddenly bright
My eyes struck her creating a spark, she set me alight

Her head had all the flavour, her hair the fiery glow
Her eyes sweet like double apples, and her mouth mulish like mint
She was, so tall, so fine, so slender
The combination of cute and ****, any man would surrender

The path to the glow was clear, I couldn’t let this opportunity pass
Every advance I took towards her I inhaled and exhaled a little deeper
Like a shooting star in the night, I had to make my wish come true before the star strays
I found myself immersed in smoke I had lost my way; where was the star, the glow the blaze?

I began coughing and blowing the smoke away, and there she was
In my brief moment of vertiginous, the pipe was in another palm
The once fresh flavours became harsh, and the fiery flame was now smouldering
Like a coal that had lost its grey coat that protected its fragile warmth was now mouldering

Take a deep breath and let it go.

@BengGeorge

love at first sight
as not something
that she could believe in,
being able to fall for someone
just by looking at them
seemed too unlikely,
a ridiculous thought
that people over exaggerated in movies
and some people
were too naive
to buy it

everything changed
when she saw him
for the first time,
it wasn't love,
but there was definitely a spark

I'm laying down in bed,
Thinking ******* the words she has said.

Laying down in the dark,
Waiting for the flame to ignite the spark.

Her words, and spirit constantly running through my head.
She makes me feel alive and never dead.

If I describe her beauty to you it might sound like a myth.
She's the only girl I want to make conversation with.

I've watched the sun go down and rise,
But nothing compares with the look in her eyes.

"So It happened.
I have fallen completely and utterly in love with you.
I was hoping it wouldn’t come this,
because I know that one of these days
you are going to break my heart,
and I’m not sure I’m ready for that.
It happened so fast.
It was as if life was pulling a cruel
joke on me and just waiting for me to crack.
It felt inevitable in the end.
There was no way I couldn’t fall head
over heels for someone like you.
Someone who can make me happy by
just replying to my message straight away.
Someone who shares my hobbies and addictions.
Someone who is also so different
so it adds a spark to the conversation.
Maybe I am just paranoid for thinking you will go,
and I of course have no way of telling for sure,
but there is something inside me that makes me feel
like what you leave with me might break me to pieces."

Light up the way for me.
I'm scared of the dark.
Illuminate the blackest road
With the brighest spark...