As The Smoke Clears
The memory of you lingers
On my mind
As the fleeting kiss
Of smoke
On my lips.
Persistent, untouchable,
Inerasable.
The faint stench of a beautiful memory
Becomes bitter
In your absence.
The memory of you lingers
On my mind
As the fleeting kiss
Of smoke
On my lips.
Persistent, untouchable,
Inerasable.
The faint stench of a beautiful memory
Becomes bitter
In your absence.
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So sad yet romantic. Great job!
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Thank you so much, you’re too kind 🙂
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You’re welcome
Hey i hope you don’t mind but i’d like to invite you to my blog at http://www.insanitybeautiful.wordpress.com
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“The fresh scent of your beautiful memory,” there is something about the word arrangement in this line which forced me to stop, to read it over and over. Hmm.
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