The Fox & Cigar

red glovesRed silk gloves enclose,

Hands of rose-coloured skin,

Fox fur coat sits high,

Embracing shoulders,

Claret lips caresses the cigar,

Smoke and ash collide in the place,

Between you and I,

Blonde curls stray over ashen face,

The bottle takes centre stage,

The liquid slips down your throat,

You inhale the fumes,

And choke.

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