Cigar Smoke

Dress to the floor in sparkles

Smoke from a cigar scent

The flavor of latte is artful

Here come eyes spotting with intent

His flavor the spice of pepper

Offers a whiskey

Chilly porch breeze, borrow his sweater

As the cigar burns away, he hands over a key

The next flavor chosen is honey

while following him into the room

Jokes he divulges are funny

He has chocolate here ready to consume

Like the sugar, melt into him

Take a long puff

Pull the orange from the rim

The candle fragrance now snuffed

Lights out with leather chairs enjoyed

The night passing like hot bath steam and circling smoke

All passing into the void

As he lowers you into the comforting soak