Smoke gets in my eyes.


They, said some day you’ll find
All who love are blind
When you heart’s on fire
You must realise
Smoke gets in your eyes




The matchstick.

I smoke to think

About creativity

And I get ideas

Of images to shoot

For this blog

Going round and around

Until it dissipates

Like smoke in the wind

But some gets in my eyes.

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