She spoke little that night, looking out the window and blowing smokes.
I asked her “How could a bad habit be so romantic?”
“What? Me or the cigarette?” she said almost uninterested.
A question for a question. It did not make sense anyway.
So I took a stick but did not light it and stole a kiss.
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Photographer: Ouie Sanchez
Model: Mia Belle
