Ashes

Slowly burning 

The orange ring glows dimply eating the paper 

and dissolving it into smoke 

No wonder it didn't take much time 

For grace to die within you and turn into smoke 

Broken in a prison of time,

but I won't burn out 

because if I were a cigarette 

it would have been an addiction you could not quit 

Tasted to you more like love than like cigarettes and you couldn't blow it away 

"I'll quit soon and never get back again" 

That's what you said