Southern Breeze

You are busy chasing the north wind

Whereas I am here

resisting the southern breeze

waiting

for you

to come back

into my arms

I long to feel you

gently stroking my face

with the warmth of

your fingers that are

covered

with woodsy tobacco scent

and then slowly shading

my lips black with the

poison of your nicotine

 

By,

Naddy Zahari, KL

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