Poetry: Gravely Poetic: Je Veux des Cigares

Sunday, October 10, 2004

Je Veux des Cigares

Je Veux des Cigares, it sounds so sexy when I say it in French. Not just any cigar, mind you, but a Hoyo de Monterry pressed against my lips. The taste is richly satisfying, and so are the stares from the men two tables down. Mafia looking men with their pressed suits and expensive ties. I finger... Sign in to see full entry.

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