Nicotine, my Heroine

Hi Nicotine, my Heroine.

Say have we met before,

or are we strangers every time

that you stand at my door?

My Nicotine, my Heroine

my mistress and my queen.

You are the gentlest whore to me,

both subtle and obscene.

Hear, Nicotine, my Heroine.

You linger in my veins.

You pull me down in apathy

as if to ease my pains.

Dear Nicotine, my Heroine,

you never gave me more

than what I asked in loneliness,

or what I begged you for.

Lo! Nicotine, my Heroine.

The fear has left my face.

With you among the audience

I safely leave the race. 

Oh, Nicotine, my Heroine.

How you define my world

and never changes the terrain

as would a foolish girl.

But Nicotine, my Heroine

believe me and be gone

the day I tell you it must end

or naught is ever done.