- Feb 4, 2023
- 1 min read

The Way Smoke Floats

Have you ever noticed

The way smoke floats?

How gently it rides the wind

Covering, hugging, holding each inch

The way smoke floats

The way it rides the wind

Up, slow…

Down

Watching smoke float is like watching her dance

Every cover, every hug, every hold

Each inch

Each up, every down

Puts me in a transe

The way smoke floats

The way she spoke

The first time I met her

I love watching how smoke floats

How it rides the wind

How she calms my sins

How gentle

Covering, hugging, holding each inch

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