Hey there, hi
I seem to know you from long by
Your memories are like ashes
From my cigarette last night
Smoky, hazy, delicate
Like its flame that rustles, intimate
You slowly burned the night away
And glowed in darkness of my love
Smoke and fire
Nicotine desire
I seem to know you from long by
Your memories are like ashes
From my cigarette last night
Smoky, hazy, delicate
Like its flame that rustles, intimate
You slowly burned the night away
And glowed in darkness of my love
Smoke and fire
Nicotine desire
A song and a conversation.
ReplyDeleteTwo people who inspired me to write this, whose names I'm not revealing right now. Thanks, you both.
I heart cigarette girl.
ReplyDeleteYour memories are like ashes
ReplyDeleteFrom my cigarette last night
Wow, Vini. Beautiful and bittersweet. :)
x
JAG
Came here from another blog. Nice posts. Shall read at leisure. The answer about going to the moon and forgetting to pack - so true and touching..
ReplyDeleteSathej
RR\\YYan,
ReplyDeleteWow, I just looked up to see that spelling! I don't feel like back-spacing that, specially after reading your latest post. You do? I heart her too.
JAG,
Absolutely. You caught her right, and that makes me feel like you don't live so far away after all :)
Sathej,
Hi :) Did you come here from Nithya?
Hi, ya yes I did :)
ReplyDeleteSathej
Amazing!
ReplyDeleteThis has to be among the BEST things I've ever read.
ReplyDelete"Smoke and fire,
Nicotine desire"
I keep coming back to this time and again.
Vijay,
ReplyDeleteThanks. Did you know it's actually a song?