cigarette
this day of the year looks like it rose out of the blue, just to reveal its ghostly air infused in frosty scents, so swift to change the flowers' silhouettes and tints. in the paradigm of its mystery it advertised itself, trying to concoct plausible reasons for activating my lazy... ass, delightfully arbitrated by my dreamy atmosphere mixed with smoky music and the bittersweet flavor of a suggestive cigarette, spiced like magic with the intimate sounds of my lento-paced, sipped from an ethiopian coffee. this day of the year smiled... watching my fantasies...