Tags: closer_to_me

Miss Smoking

I've missed this community.

Closer to me.

Your move, pawn to my pawn
rolling your Queen in the palm
of my hand.

A stratagem, evenings spent
in quiet ambiance serpentine
coiling in conversation.

You claim I cross the line
while you make your move, lying
about your rigidity.

Calling you out, castling,
watching you nervously cradling
your hands in your lap.

You see nothing of my aversion
to your distance, while my assertion
speaks stentorian:

We are too far apart.