Camel 99s

Its a sin, inhaling

A cancer stick.

Wanting to take a long pull

Nearly sucking the cherry to the lips

Tar and nicotine burn your throat

Gagging, choking

But oh,

So sweet.

I remember the taste lingering on my tongue.

Soft heat, but mine, all mine.

I crave it.

Hooked but by choice.

Ignoring the warning label,

I chain smoked,

I licked the filter,

I stained lipstick on the butt.

Drag after drag

My lungs released and contracted

And begged for more.

The high is bliss.

Im always

And only its favored concubine.

I am a camel Lover, a tobacco junkie,

A faithful companion.