“Kiss that made me a smoker”
"The doors to our souls opened up,
Through our first long wet kiss.
That was the day on which
I kissed my fantasy for the first time.
For me, A girl with a cigarette,
Is always sexier than a naked one.
If people can love the smell of petrol,
Why can't I fantasize a smoking girl?
I was never a smoker before that kiss,
Though I loved the idea of smoking.
And given it a try two-three times,
Only to quit for the taste it left behind.
When my taste buds met,
Her smoky tongue very the first time.
She tasted like barbeque hot sauce,
With a Woody flavour yet little sweet.
The day we had our first kiss,
I fell in love with her and cigarettes.
Matter of fact, We kissed,
and there was ""Happily Smoked thereafter"".
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