Haze

Tonight, tonight was
Wasted, forgotten,
Enshrouded in the
Sensuous perfume
Of cigarETTE smoke.
Toxic inhaling
Feels so imperfect,
So human to do.
Sweat adds to desire,
That unyielding lust,
Hormonal backfire
Sparks mental chaos.
Empassioned kisses
Flame, nonexistent.
Stolen, the lost heart
Ignored in the fumes.
Complete me cancer
With slow suicide.
Rock, sex and drug hymns
Sing through the smoke and
Ethereal haze in
Imagined passion...

Author's Note

My buddy, Cottonmouth Stilwell, made the suggestion for capitalizing the ETTE haha.

Reviews

[Laura Sparkle]

Strong words that got your point across even better. Bravo! I love your use of powerful words. Toxic inhaling
Feels so imperfect,
So human to do.

This was my absolute favorite part!

Sweat adds to desire,
That unyielding lust,
Hormonal backfire
Sparks mental chaos.

Only you could place such images, and such thoughts in everyone's head. I'm proud of you, your writing is only improving. :)

[Paris France]

Magnificent!
Fantastic word choice.
This read was a lusty mix of graphic and tantalizing images, paired with pure eloquence.
“ Complete me cancer
With slow suicide.”
*sigh* So brilinat, congrats!

[SamBug]

I really liked this!!

[An owl on the moon]

Brilliant, brief glimpses with such a powerful passion. Your communicate the dark haze, the feel, the fire.. so well.. Excellent write, my friend!

[Emily Paige]

Wow this is great it gave me chills your an awsome writer

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

We often try and use artificial objects and activities to make us happy but all we do is temporarily conceal it.... Very nicely done.