19 Year Old Girls


Nicotine
and the soft and supple pressure of your lips against mine.

Nicotine
and the inspiration you exhume for the world to feed on.
You are casting out knowledge like the men who brave the sea.

Nicotine
and the way I melt under you as if you are the sun;

warming calming soothing.

My guidance to due North.

Nicotine
and the way you breathe my name; so sure of the power you've created.

Nicotine
and the way your currents have swept me off of my feet.

Nicotine
& myself,

carefully falling into the arms of the navigator.

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