Why I love to smoke....
As, I was sitting there today lighting up another fag, I realized the complete truth...
I'm not talking about the normal "I need a cigarette,nicotine fix" smoke.
I'm talking about the one you fully enjoy. No interruptions, No deep thoughts, just you and the cigarette.
Light it up.. I love to hear the paper and tobacco crackle under the embers of flame as you first inhale. I worship the experience of smoke as it slowely drifts through my mouth, dragging along my tounge,until it finally makes a retreat down my throat. The taste is so exquisite. Most sensual. As I exhale nice and slow, I feel the burn in my nose and I watch with amazement as the end of my cig draws out fascinating unknown designs through the clouds of smoke. At this moment I realize this is going to be my 5 to 7 minutes of heaven. With every drag I am even more delighted and ever so intrigued by the whole art of smoking. I wonder why I enjoy something that is supposed to be so vile? After a few more drags in utter silence I realize that I have learned to appreciate another little thing in life. Alas my time with my favorite love has been dealt another serious blow, it was far too short. oh well, another time maybe...
|World Visitor Map|