your pretty face
reminds me of a daydream
a sweet scented
sensation that only occurs
to exist in
fairytales
but your soul reminds
me of a nightmare
a liquid so poisonous
that there is no
escape once it reaches
the back of your throat
these two combined
makes you as addictive as
the nicotine inside a
cigarette
and in this case you
are the tobacco
and i am the
smoker
