Smoke and Ash

#39 - JawsFrom Smoke works collectionwww.Mehmet-Ozgur.com
You are smoke
I am happy to watch you fade
having breathed you in
you’ll effect my particles forever
but to look
here
there
your trace goes unnoticed

a swirl of thick mist
whirled and curled
stretched, tendril, reaching
sweet sandalwood
you offer
I accept
all praise

hands up to the lift of cinder ash
hands up to the smile a memory brings
a kiss for the road
a kiss for release

Happy trails, happy trails.

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