Smoke

I can get you out of here
you murmured  
 
leaning over to kiss me
your dry lips
 
tasting of tobacco  
thank you  
 
for meeting me in this well
of loneliness  
 
I ‘ve been staring at the sun  
its rays falls on me
 
heal me
my wounds are internal,
 
I can see you are bleeding too.
can we climb out  
 
do you know ?
waking I wonder, was it a dream?
 
where are you ?
where is the well ?
 
or my loneliness ?
I reach out into the darkness
 
and imagine your warm shape
as love moulded  
 
into my heart
my lips still tasting of smoke