#smoothskins
Black eyes,
Deep and endless.
Shines a light,
Bright and timeless.
A kind smile,
On a gnarled face.
Handsome in his
own way.
Honesty.
A lost virtue,
In this wasteland
We call home.
Smoke drifts
from a parted mouth.
Escapes into the
nothingness of the
green-tinged sky.
*"Moments like these,
I know all that karma
stuff is all bull."*
Those are your words.
Not mine.
*"Because no one like me,
should be this lucky."*
There is no one like you.
A man out of time,
in stolen red duds.
tricorn hat tipped
to the side.
That smirk,
that damnable,
smirk, plastered,
forever to your smug mug.
Your ruddy hand
reaches back.
Open palmed
full of scars.
To grasp my mine.
Much smoother skin.
"Come on love,"
you say,
with your voice
full of gravel.
*"Lets get this freak show
on the road."*
Jul 8, 2016
Jul 8, 2016 at 8:41 PM UTC