Smoke Without Fire - Enlly Blue
Click of a lighter in trembling grace
She shields the flame from the wind's embrace
One cigarette like a silent prayer
Drawn slow and deep in the midnight air
Her heels rest soft on the checkered floor
A jazz-tuned curls from behind the door
Eyes like embers that learn to wait
Still holding light without the weight
She loves like fire no match can spark
She walks through night with a fearless heart
No one to lean on, yet she climbs higher
Breathing in smoke, becoming fire
In the ashtray lie dreams she outgrew
Yet none can dim what she still holds true
With every drag she shapes her name
In rising smoke not marked by shame
So let them talk of who she was prior
She's more than smoke
She is the fire
