"Her Cigarettes Haunt My Dreams," he said.

“Her cigarettes haunt my dreams,” he said.
She dances in lightning storms.
Smoke fills my lungs and I can't breathe.
She is nothing like a Goddess.
She makes my heart do blastbeats;
Makes my blood feel like winter.
And her eyes are icicles,
Her hair reminds me of Hell.
She paints pictures of beautiful people
With oceans in their hearts.

“She never knew my name,
She never kissed my lips,” He said.
“But I fell in love
With the girl who prays for
Tidal waves.”