the smell of smoke at 12am,
always present in the air
sometimes i wait in the dark
for the smell to just come by
my faithful companion
on the lonely nights
more than just a feeling
an indescribable desire
enters your soul and never lets go,
it’s always there when the time comes
tricks the mind,
makes it believe it's home
it's always there at 12am
the smell of smoke flurry through the air
- zn
