Smoky Climax

Styled after an English sonnet. Consists of romance, erotica, cigarettes, and breathing.

A long cigarette hangs from his pursed lips;
Ivory staff, a kindling smoke-fueled lust,
That haunts and utters hot, silvery wisps
Till he withholds a breath, teasing her trust.
A girl collapses in love, heart in flames;
He abstains his release, stiff ash lingers;
Lungs yearn, tongues ache, and he foolishly aims,
Cinders crash and decorate his fingers.
A voracious gasp yet takes its design;
Her desperate eyes gaze, and his warm chest swells,

Then his vision narrows -- their sights align,

Enter heaven together, chiming bells.
A sultry delivery, he sends her;
Trapped in ghostly clouds is what she prefer.

Reviews

[Rasputin]

This is great. The imagery could convince even the most adamant non-smoker to take that first drag.You should shop this around and see if a tobacco company will buy it and put it in a magazine ad.
I just wish I could be this sexy when I smoke.

[Sumary Prom]

Thanks. I'm a non-smoker, myself, but I find smoking rather attractive. It's odd. I'm not sure what it is. I'm glad you find it sexy, though. Success!