SMOKE AND HAZE
Like unseen smoke drifting purposefully, without a care Silently touching the lives of those seemingly unaware Not so innocent words thrown haplessly into the air Innuendo falls heavy, no denying it’s there. Drifting through the smoke and haze Making way through an emotional maze Drifting into another phase, Smoke screens up to hide their ways. The smell of smoke in the air Lets us know that it’s still there Clinging to the clothes we wear Recognition is a dare. Flirtation, like an unseen ghost,... Sign in to see full entry.