like cigarettes

this coffee tastes like cigarettes.
it reminds me of our mornings
tangled in bed
ashes burning
smoke churning.
i’d look at you
through rays of grey
the first sunshine
of the day
peeking through
and over you.

this coffee tastes like cigarettes.
it reminds me of the times
that we bled.

a.absi

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