Love Smoke

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.

Reviews

[Bacchus]

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

[Paul Bell]

Thanks Bacchus. Off to read your Fresh with the smoke now.

[Schatzi]

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

[Akshita]

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. : )

[Lyn Anderson]

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

[Paul Bell]

Don't you start smoking and drinking and unhealthy loving now.

[Shabeeh Haider]

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.

[Paul Bell]

Thanks Shabeeh.