POETRY OF SMOKE 

 LOVE AND SMOKE 



O, BOLL of snow, 



The moments go 



On wings of velvet smoke unending, 



When I have thee 



To comfort me, 



Companion of supreme befriending. 



With thee alight 



No fears affright 



No sorrows set my soul a-whirling ; 



Each vain regret, 



Sweet cigarette, 



Is lifted from me in thy purling. 



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