Unfaithful Poem by tyrone farris

her lips
soft sensuous
perfection

meant
to be kissed
and claimed by
only me

meant
to yearn for
the taste of
only me

yet
they are not
true blue but
rather deceptively
demure

undisciplined
in the adventures
they crave

unapologetic
for the damage
they cause
as they hunger
for danger

as they pucker
and puff and pull
and then inhale

the toxic mix of
poisoned air
through
the unfiltered tip
of a burning
cigarette