Ever since i tried to quit smoking I've come to a better understanding About concepts such as dying Now i know, i fear nothing Cause that **** is too addicting So take my money, take my health Grant me the joy of blowing a cigarette.
Marry me. I've longed for you so long, My fingertips swell As they reach for something Untouchable. Marry me. I'm shedding dreams Like the leaves On my ginseng tree. Marry me. As the quiet months pass by, My eyes droop; I fall fast asleep. Marry me.
with elegance and charisma he sweeps into the room consciously making heads turn in awe he smiles, a gentle lilt to his lips he is a gentleman of the past bringing with him swoons of dainty women his eyes are sharp and his heart sharper he bats away confessions as easily as dismissing a thought he pursues none for he needs none to give him amusement or pleasure he immerses himself in history and wonders why he was born in a time and place where he feels as if he does not belong