Lucifer Doesn'T Hug Until He Needs To Poem by Ben Owens
Lucifer Doesn'T Hug Until He Needs To
Pipe smoke was all I
could taste after the
door had closed
gently after me
Earl Grey tea and
pipe smoke was all I
could envisage
from our countless meetings
Every cup another tale.
Making memories and
pipe smoke was all I
could offer this human novel
Feels bad leaving someone
that I respect so dearly at who's
reciprocation could easily cripple, for
pipe smoke was all I knew
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