Languid
Posted: Wed May 18, 2005 11:33 pm
The sound of my cigarette
slowly turning to cinders
Breathe deep and let the smoke
roll around my tongue
Languid and luscious
Time blinks its
endless eyes
Then closes them
For me.
just found this in my journal. No idea when I wrote it.
slowly turning to cinders
Breathe deep and let the smoke
roll around my tongue
Languid and luscious
Time blinks its
endless eyes
Then closes them
For me.
just found this in my journal. No idea when I wrote it.