on love and cigarettes

Sitting on sidewalks underneath golden glowy streetlights

Smoking cigarettes and telling secrets to the night sky

Every piece of you, stitched so tightly together, comes undon


In between us, illusions of intimacy

The weight of your soul pressed up against mine, making love in midair

You keep apologizing, but I ask you to stop

I want to tell you that I'm not afraid of everything that you are





Maybe someday we will move in freedom

Lips and all