Love Smoke

Love Smoke

A Poem by Paul Bell


I draw you in
Five rings of smoke appear like magic 
Your face on every one 
Christ how romantic am I
Maybe drink a JD  in your honour
It's amazing how little things bring you to me
The phone comes alive halfway through your honour 
Your soft sexy voice sends a tingle down my spine 
You say it's over 
Well, that was out of the blue 
I draw you in 
The sign on the packet
Smoking can damage your health and eventually kill you 
So profound 
I check the bottle of JD
No warning on that
You disappear into the clouds
Every one a silver lining.

© 2016 Paul Bell



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Umm... Dealing with breakups is a really messed up thing
..A well penned piece here. Your style needs getting used to, at parts, it made me a tiny bit uncertain if the line there actually belongs there...But reading further solves it, so overall 100/100 points here.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Paul Bell

1 Year Ago

Knew i would draw you in.
Such a raw poem. Really great stuff, I love the mystical vibe given from it.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Paul Bell

1 Year Ago

Thanks Edana.
reminded me of my poem Fresh with the smoke...
the smoke and JD taste so good in this write
you made us feel like it would be hell to give them up

Posted 1 Year Ago


Paul Bell

1 Year Ago

Thanks Bacchus. Off to read your Fresh with the smoke now.
Hello Paul Bell,

I really enjoyed the analogy of unhealthy habits: love, cigarettes and alcohol. It felt raw and yet very real, almost gritty, if you will. It is a very good poem.

Thank you for sharing your work!

Schatzi

Posted 1 Year Ago


You drown your suffering in smoke. I guess that is what the poem says. Not a healthy habit, you know. But I really liked the poem. : )

Posted 1 Year Ago


What a superb metaphor -- both a slice of real -- the addiction of smoking, the drink, and unhealthy love. Love it.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Paul Bell

1 Year Ago

Don't you start smoking and drinking and unhealthy loving now.
This is pretty sad. You are drowning your sorrow in puffs of smoke.
It's not easy but when she says it's over, you just have to move ahead.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Paul Bell

1 Year Ago

Thanks Shabeeh.

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