what they said about death

i met my soul mate last night
he introduced himself as the perfect mix of drunk and high
a crumpled cigarette hung loosely between his lips 
as he intoxicatedly fingered his lighter
i gently replaced his hands with my own
lighting the cigarette with the flick of my thumb
"a beautiful girl who lights my cigarettes?
 they said death would come slow 
 but they didn't say it would come
 with you."

Author's Notes/Comments: 

hi guys i'm new

this is my first poem on here

it's a retelling of my night last night

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I like

your approach to your art

you are keenly aware of your own surroundings and that awareness is something all great poets share...

Peace

Dylan


"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"

Dylan Eliot