When you and nature become one

You claim cigarettes can ignite your soul but have you ever met a firefly that doesn't try to do the same?

Summer nights are never ending and your smile could save me and every single breath I take that aligns with yours feels like I'm slipping in quick sand and never getting out.

I wouldn't mind being suffocated by you, not if kisses replaced your hands and wrapped around my throat.

You say the smoke you breathe out helps you relax but what about the ocean tide and its waves that crash endlessly onto the sand? I want you to love me like that. I will not cry if you leave if I know you will return every time and wrap me in your presence.

Do you think you will ever give me a chance to brighten your bones the way you believe your cigarettes do?