Inhale

 

 

Taking in that spicy smoke

I inhale, then cough

As the harsh fumes leave me

Brushed away by the wind

The sky is blue in white clouds

Cooled from the unseen sun

By rain storm winds

Approaching

Shadows grow in strength and weaken

As white clouds pass above

And I think of you for a simple smile

 

Author's Note

Cp. 4:29PM Wen 08/13/08 NM I smoked and thought of him, tired eyes, sleepy, alone, blah here blank almost (Typed, House)

Reviews

[odhiambo]

weaving nature into this makes smoking appear green.a moment.just wish it was alittle longer

[Glee]

I liked the way you used nature to portray your feelings in this one. i wish it had been a little longer.