Cigarette

Twirling Patterns hang in still Ether

Trancelike, holding a Voyeur's Eye
The echo of a musical undertone
Or a Dancer's untaken Encore

In darkness, Visions they conjure
These Sweet Visions of what was..

A smile lingering through all those years
The only legacy of a pure affair
A Ghastly snapshot of an unpent anger
The parting gift of an undying love
A gaping mouth opened in a feral scream
The sound of Love's first Kiss

The dancer is ready to take that encore
A fresh blown burst, no more patterns
With Ash for company, the only byproducts
It's life over, I move on to the Next One..