As tobacco curls its wings,
Bourbon burns the sacredness of anxiety,
Foggy conversations misty with the lies of heroic encounters,
As glints reflected on rosy blushes,
Courage intertwined with the brilliant silica,
As the midnight moon uncovers the low tides of memories.
Leather softens the blow of past indulgences;
Vanilla hardens the bitter touch of cloves,
A bowl of chestnuts nestled between hardwood and dreams,
While fire engulfs the hollowed parts of me.