I lit another cigarette, <br />just to kill some stress, <br />and maybe some time. <br /> <br />I was waiting for you, <br />as you walked in the room, <br />all dressed in blue. <br /> <br />You smiled a coy smile, <br />and took off your clothes, <br />and laughed. <br /> <br />I never understood that laugh, <br />I guess it was just funny, <br />the fact that it was the two of us. <br /> <br />We did it twice, <br />and you shooed me out of the door, <br />on empty 'I love you's' and broken kisses. <br /> <br />I walked home that night, <br />A half smile with half a smoke, <br />pondering on the evening. <br /> <br />It was nice, <br />to be enveloped in you, <br />that was true. <br /> <br />An starry night debauchery, <br />a hidden affair, <br />locked away, <br />in our China box memories.<br /><br />Nicholas Peter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/certain-types-of-losses/
