Alicelotus

Be your Cigarette

Saturday, April 14, 2007 1:22:57 PM

Be your Cigarette

You lit me with your gentleness since that day
I have become cigarettes in your hand
Between your lips you keep me in soft gay
My stature permeates zealous eyes in band

You burn my life casually over tea
I dance and glimmer heartily with sips
You say: “Before you I am the real me.”
My tears linger around your fingertips

Among stars when wonders the lonely moon
I am content to wait for you to light
I know not why some feeling comes so soon
Eager to change to smoke flying at night

Not feeling pity to turn into ash
Still be your cigarette in next life flash

Thanks, my dear, for raising me up once more~!Touched by Love

Comments

AzureTimm # Tuesday, April 17, 2007 6:48:45 AM

Dear Sister,

I know it's an excuse... But really, I prefer to read your poems in a good environment. But these days... You know, as a senior 3 student, all my life is filled with tests, exams, scores, problems... So I have to make do, on ve playground during our PE class.

Cigarette. Though I have to admit I dislike them, your dedication in the lines is apparent. For someone lucky enough to get your heart, I congratulate him... It's a wonder in anyone's life to find such a good companion like you

Among stars when wonders the lonely moon

I'm content to wait for you to light

What a dedicated heart... best wishes to you... And your **

Alicelotus # Tuesday, April 17, 2007 5:04:45 PM

I have been teaching in senior 3 three years in a row, so I fully understand your situation. Well adjust you diet, sleep, mood... and make good preparations for the exam~!

Thank you for your appreciation of my poem again, Timm boy~!

Alice

jasontmac # Thursday, April 19, 2007 2:13:33 AM

You belong to which guy as a Cigarette , Uhh?
And How U can light his life?

AzureTimm # Thursday, April 19, 2007 3:11:46 AM

Mmmmm... I think she means she can give all her has to the one she loves... Right, sister?

Alicelotus # Thursday, April 19, 2007 4:11:57 PM

Hi, jasontmac, welcome to visit my garden~!

Cigarette in my lines is just a imagery, so the guy "I" belong to can't necessarily smoke. As for " How U can light his life?", I have read a nice passage of comments on a poem: "Paradise is sordid in comparison to the joys of her relationship with her beloved. She will not accept heaven without him and regards any separation from him as itself 'hell'." How many times, complanits and sigh are left facing the distance and separation with no alternative, yet a graceful dream is shared and kept in both hearts.

Though now
Out of reach
Out of touch
Out of smell
We have physically met
In poetry

Best wishes
Alice

Alicelotus # Thursday, April 19, 2007 4:15:26 PM

Hi, Timm boy, your understanding is my original intention.

Nice dreams
Alice

AzureTimm # Friday, April 20, 2007 12:57:59 AM

I'm quite interested about who wrote that comment...

Year, our souls physically met in poetry...

Alicelotus # Saturday, April 21, 2007 4:30:45 PM

I haven't noticed who wrote the comments. Here are the original lines which the comments are for:

"Because you saturated sight,
And I had no more eyes
For sordid excellence
As Paradise."

(In Vain)---By Emily Dickinson