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Dreamy shadows,

smoke and whiskey,

the long, waxing burn

of an evening.


The soft sensation

tingling at the tips of your fingers,

the taste of a kiss

that burns past the dawn.


A lingering memory,

rosy past its bloom.

A night you barely remember.

A night you won't forget.