Cigarette

They say it's a metaphor.
I say it's much more.
Light me up, like you always do
Inhale my kiss, let me surround you.
I promise I wont burn out, But I might kill you.
Ashes, Ashes! We both fall harder!
You could get awawy with murder.
I close my eyes,
Just to see your point of view.
Inhale second hanf death.
I'll speak, & write until I become illiterate.
The words we say, scar each other's tongues.
Trying to find reason,
In this ink that my pen is bleeding.
I wish I was kissing you,
Instead of Missing you.