Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Last Till Next

You are a bad habit I've got,

Just like the cigarettes I smoke.

I'm addicted to cigs a lot

And addicted to you, no joke!

Each time a cig and you get lit

By me, I do expect that high

When upon each of you I hit.

I need you both, ain't gonna lie.

Each time I have a cig and you,

I think could this time be the last?

Just guilty wishful thinking, true,

And soon those thoughts, already passed.

Like cigarettes I smoke galore,

Each puff on you and I want more.