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Endless cigarettes killed to death,
Your fingers and the golden ashtray,
A shot of brandy on another hand
rocking in your chair black and fair
A sip a gulp a ring a puff
Huff Huff
Hupplepuff
As the brandy slides down your throat
I can see it swim to your boat
your face a tinge of red
and lets hear stories well said
As you narrate I am all ears
while my ears hear
My eyes are lost
My mind near and far
A knot in my stomach
A flutter in my heart
let the earth stand still
as I walk on starry grounds with land above
hugging the moon and kissing the sun
I burn hot hot in the heat
While you drink I burn
While you think I sink
While you speak its music
while you smoke I breathe
I am high
on my Karma!
Random recollections, bop prosody, freely flowing songs. Spontaneity is the name of this blog.
Waking Dreams
Posted by
Manju Wakhley
on Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Endless cigarettes killed to death,
Your fingers and the golden ashtray,
A shot of brandy on another hand
rocking in your chair black and fair
A sip a gulp a ring a puff
Huff Huff
Hupplepuff
As the brandy slides down your throat
I can see it swim to your boat
your face a tinge of red
and lets hear stories well said
As you narrate I am all ears
while my ears hear
My eyes are lost
My mind near and far
A knot in my stomach
A flutter in my heart
let the earth stand still
as I walk on starry grounds with land above
hugging the moon and kissing the sun
I burn hot hot in the heat
While you drink I burn
While you think I sink
While you speak its music
while you smoke I breathe
I am high
on my Karma!
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