Your Smile

 

Thinking of your smile,

Thinking of the cigarette

Between your fingers,

Remind me of the taste of you.

There’re far fewer stars

In the galaxy tonight;

If only this means

There’ll be fewer problems tonight.

The stars are lonely

But their loneliness untold;

Once I think of you

There’s no way I don’t feel the pain.

I thought I’d be fine

Before you became my world;

Is it a good sign

That I miss your smile most of all?

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