February 7, 2021

A Love Poem: My Nicotine

Artwork: Mohammad Salah

A Love Poem: My Nicotine

I love the taste I'm left with,

I love the aroma you leave me with.

I love the high that you give me

I love the satisfaction, you with.

I love the desire to call you mine,

I love the way our fingers intertwine.

I love the way I look at the world after,

I love everything, even my laughter

I love the feel, the rush

I love the bloody touch

I love you, oh I love you

I love you oh so much...

You are the air that I breathe in

You are the disease I'm willing to get

You are my hunger, my need baby

You are my Adderall, my Percocet

I love the feel, the crush.

I love the bloody touch

I love you, oh I love you

I love you so much!

My sweet Nicotine...

:Rumillenial

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I love the way your love makes me feel, my love, and how it makes me believe in the lies. A love poem, with a new age flavor infused in it. Read up this poem about love and leave a comment if you can understand the analogy and could relate to it!

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