I wonder what love is

When I press my lips up to yours

I feel it’s lust, but you say it’s love.


And when I press a cigarette against my lips

I wonder what love is

Love, this isn’t it, only addiction.


It feels more like love, though

Rather than your lips, a cigarette

Making my lungs fill.


It feels safer, though

People say cigarettes are bad and addictive

But I say it’s you.


Written By:  JCW

November 2016