Tears In My Tobacco  

Inhale 

Exhale, 

deep breathes of wait. For love that never comes to fate. 

Wrapped arms clutch pillows bent upon tears. 

Filling voids where you vaguely appear

Folded sheets keep secrets burned upon your paper 

Sit here, imagine him, let the lonely taper

Touch me before the sun rises and the moon pokes through. 

Lost upon the infinite searching of you. 

Time will tell,yet my heart is weak of

The love that dare not speak its name. 

Wet my lips with yours 

Until we are together 

Love will endure with

Tears in my tobacco, 

Take away the empty

Fill me with the missing, for now the flame will ignite.  

Ashes to ashes,discarded grey in intimate flaky displays. 

Slow cinders curl measuring our decay, I 

Inhale 

Exhale deep breaths in wait

For love that never comes to fate. 
Damien Arness Dalton 

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