marzipan flowers and clove cigarettes

black smoke

“My eyes were closed
and his mouth tasted like marzipan flowers and clove cigarettes,
and in ten seconds the whole of my life was wrapped up
in that one kiss, that one wish,
that one secret that would forever divide my life into two parts. ”

― Sarah Ockler, Twenty Boy Summer

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