It fills his mouth,
& I’m envious.
He inhales & all the cigarette smoke fills his lungs.
& I am envious.
Like little angels gracefully dancing upon the air, he exhales, & fills the room with addiction.
& I am very envious; I’m craving for that fix.
& you waste no time covering your mouth with mine.
Your hand still holds my obsession & I watch the little angels dance, the cherry burns, ashes fall on my shoulders.
Your mouth tastes like cigarettes.
Cigarette. Only one. I. Want. Only. One.
You release my mouth, & take another drag, only you didn’t inhale.
& you get closer.
& you blow all the little angels into my mouth.
They circle in my mouth, seep into my lungs.
& now I’m exhaling hearts, but they keep fading.
& I’m now filled with contempt.
& I’m sure, that you, you will never fade away.