Smoke Signals

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Title: Smoke Signals
Type: Poetry
Prompt: Pick an inanimate object and make it come alive without using personification.
Warning(s): Um...seductive qualities of smoke? And maybe smoking too. :P
Disclaimer: Poem written by tao_empress and should not be submitted stating otherwise.
Notes: I was actually hyped to write this but I got distracted by something else so it feels a little incomplete to me.

Creeping, crawling
Wavering in the air
Dancing your dance of seduction
Oh how you tempt me

Slinking and coiling
Rolling in your circles
Leaving the scent of your perfume
Lingering long after you’re gone

The hazy fog of your conscious
The burning spark at your roots
Feeding you
With its flames of desire

Rolling, swirling with the winds
Dancing your intricate designs
With every puff
You put on a show for me

With the red glow at your roots
And the gentle sway of your limbs
You pull me back to you
My one and only addiction

Igniting your muse with a flicker,
A flame. You float away
And with a snap of the thumb
The lighter calls you back, back to me


Written February 13, 2007