Lady Dunhill

Poetry about a british smoke

It seems like forever i have been searching for you
But I found you at last
You came to me through a friend

As I gaze upon you I notice how pure you are
Simple and elegant
I wanna grab you and hold you forever
But i know the tension could make you crumble
I know you won't last long
So i must give you what you came for

You begin to heat up as you touch my lips

Now you are burning with desire
Your insides and outside are one in the same
Smooth and tasteful

I am beginning to feel light headed
From the feelings you give me
But I know you will never feel as I do
I still want to hold you
But your heat could consume me into nothing

We go on like this for minutes
It seems like hours
but as time passes by
you fade away

Now that your gone
I come back to reality
I know it seems depressing
But I wouldn't change it for the world

Looking in my pocket
I see i have access to others
Just like you in every way
But i know you were unique

I see your sisters
And I know they will be as amazing as you were
But there are other guys just like me
And I will try my best to share them

In a few months I will run out of others
And be alone once again
But I uncovered the secret
Of where you came from
It may be half the world away
But its a small price to pay
To see you again

Reviews

[Chelsea Schermerhorn]

Very nice! I like this very much, particularly the imagery in it. You have made it into the first cut of finalists for my Imagery contest.

[Amber C.]

i found this whole thing full of really good imagery... i love the analogy you made with the cigarette and a girl... you were very descriptive and i felt connected to the words you used.

As I gaze upon you I notice how pure you are
Simple and elegant
I wanna grab you and hold you forever
But i know the tension could make you crumble
I know you won't last long
So i must give you what you came for

You begin to heat up as I touch you
And as you touch my lips
Now you are burning with desire
Your insides and outside are one in the same
Smooth and tasteful

I am beginning to feel light headed
From the feelings you give me
But I know you will never feel as I do
I still want to hold you
But your heat could consume me into nothing

that whole sequence of stanzas was amazing....

great job on this!!

[Justin Carlson]

This is really well done. I love how you anthropomorphisized (lol is that even a *word*??) the cigarettes and gave them such life. Like Kurt said, this could be about anything the reader wishes!

Very well done!

[Kurt Stroebel]

Imagery...had you not of stated the source in your description, noone would ever have known. Writing about an object that becomes what the readers desire it to is priceless. Keep up the great work!

[myshel (fefee to some)]

i love how you put such thought and feeling into this object... as if it were an intimate partner...simple pleasures are the deepest gratifications

[Tony Woods]

Great job Big Brother. Maybe one day you won't have keep riding my coat tails. It's about time you put this stuff on writerscafe.

[PianoandPage]

i really enjoyed how this could be read as either a poem about cigs or women. You really captured the sensual timelessness well.