we are just dealers in disguise
i told him as i tasted her on his lips
while the addicts were caressing my thighs
what led us to this moment
is tainted by the memory of you
calling me out on the bullshit i was serving
on a silver platter
i let him light my cigarette
as she slipped her hand beneath his shirt
and blew me a kiss
from my hungry mouth
i send you smoke signals
and wonder whether or not
you can see them from this den of sin
you that are so pure
