Cloud of Pink Smoke.

Cloud of Pink Smoke.

A Poem by Beatrice Mars

Stale coffee 
And tropical island 
Dreams 
Have me crying 
For you, 
Friendship in a bleak haze 
Of happiness. 

No sleep and 
A bad phone number
Have me pining
for her, pink hair and 
A bellybutton ring 
In a haze of last night. 

Sweet perfume,
The scent of chocolate
And expensive 
Cigarettes
Have me longing for 
A dream of 
Myself not quite 
Realised. 


Cloud of pink smoke, spirit me away from this unfamiliar room and the bright dawn morning. 


© 2013 Beatrice Mars



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Beatrice Mars
Beatrice Mars

United Kingdom



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I'm an 19 year old girl. Of all the souls that stand create I have elected one. When sense from spirit files away, And subterfuge is done; When that which is and that which was Apart, intr.. more..

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