Mar 2014
The tray is towering
with the butts
of a thousand
smashed memories,
traces of you linger,
inhaled in bliss,
rolled in my fingers,
snuggled & kissed,
then snuffed out.
with the butts
of a thousand
smashed memories,
traces of you linger,
inhaled in bliss,
rolled in my fingers,
snuggled & kissed,
then snuffed out.
