Smoke fills the air,
we are aware.
As we sit and talk,
the evening stalks.
The subtle sparks,
the night, dark.
The fire is a light,
the black is a fright.
The scorching air crawls my skin,
the darkness lingers, the evil twin.
A side with blazing, red, hot heat waves,
the other side, cold and it misbehaves.
The dissonance, twas' a blissful feel,
and so my mouth kept sealed.
and so my mouth kept sealed,
and my mouth kept sealed.
Dec 15, 2015
Dec 15, 2015 at 4:20 AM UTC
Smoke fills the air,
we are aware.
As we sit and talk,
the evening stalks.
The subtle sparks,
the night, dark.
The fire is a light,
the black is a fright.
The scorching air crawls my skin,
the darkness lingers, the evil twin.
A side with blazing, red, hot heat waves,
the other side, cold and it misbehaves.
The dissonance, twas' a blissful feel,
and so my mouth kept sealed.
and so my mouth kept sealed,
and my mouth kept sealed.
-appreciating the feeling of one side being extremely warm and the other side of ones body being the other way around, cold.
-a cigarette on a cold night
