Ash

I smoked a pack a day
Hoping I'd breathe in the cancer
Then die with this regret
Of your ever elusive memory

It couldn't get better then
Stale coffee
Powdered donuts
And 10 yr aging "New Ports"
Cry for me
When I'm young & grey
Weep for me
When I'm old & unable
Forget me
When tomorrow fades

And I'll be like the ash
Melting at your finger tips
And fading against your lips