He burned like a cigarette
Bright light and haze and mindless pleasure
His embers glowed brilliant and hot
But they were temporary
Nearly as insubstantial
As the blinding smoke they produced
YOU ARE READING
Stardust
PoetryPoetry from a girl with a lot to say and even more to write. I update every Saturday at least, and occasionally throughout the week. This is my first story, so all feedback is appreciated. Hope you enjoy! -Dedicated to Jaelyn Richardson. Love ya b...
