Every Time

sharp spicy scent of ashen cigarettes

smoked down to the filter and flicked

discarded like my heart

reminds me every time

the aroma passes me by

permeating perfume of those yellowed fingers

smoky blonde hair and her unwashed jacket

coveted like I wished to be

reminds me why

our love faded away

warming wistful wonderful whiff

fills my heart, makes me yearn

for long lost days

reminds me why

our love faded away

faint fulfilling fragrance of ashen cigarettes

rolling papers and sticky tobacco

held on to for life, unlike me

reminds me every time

the aroma passes me by