Cigarette Lingers

I wrote this poem many years ago, but it's one of my favourites.


The smell of cigarettes and sex lingers

In my head, bed sheets, sweat

Instantly I regret

Not saying what I should have said

But there was no need to speak

The room wreaked

Of unspoken words

Scars and hurts

And who did it first

Who entered who?

I entered you

Yes through your head and sweat

The stench of silence,

You cant forget

You entered me physically mentally

Fast but gently

you pushed and pulled

Too hot, too cold

All but a memory now

Yet I feel it somehow

The smell of cigarettes and sex lingers

Your sweat was on me

Clinging stinging seeping through my skin

Deeper and deeper in

So loud,

Profound

In the moment

Handed you my life to be left open

Serenaded by your kiss on my chest

Emptiness, you took the rest

And yet the cigarette lingers...