She sits outside; her back arched,
back bones protruding through her olive skin.
Jet black hair falls sensually around her hips.
She puffs away at the cigarette perched between her lips.
Marlboro dictates her life.
She watches the sky, the birds, the clouds which all mock her;
making her long for her freedom.
She lets out a gentle wisp of smoke,
the tendrils of gray claw towards the sky, escaping.
She wishes she could do the same.
Make like smoke and disappear, fading away into the air.
back bones protruding through her olive skin.
Jet black hair falls sensually around her hips.
She puffs away at the cigarette perched between her lips.
Marlboro dictates her life.
She watches the sky, the birds, the clouds which all mock her;
making her long for her freedom.
She lets out a gentle wisp of smoke,
the tendrils of gray claw towards the sky, escaping.
She wishes she could do the same.
Make like smoke and disappear, fading away into the air.