The world thinks that I’m crazy,
Sometimes even I do !!
When the smoke from my cigarette puff,
Paints a portrait of you…
Though you may be far away,
But your touch is always with me;
Only crazy chaps like me can visualize…
What others can never see!!
My feelings for you are getting stronger,
With each passing day;
I’m sure my thoughts will be reciprocated,
And you’ll too feel the same way!!
Till then I’ll have to cross my heart,
And live on this life, so tough!!!
And paint pictures of you each day,
With my cigarette & it’s puff!!
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