Lady Nicotine
“Perhaps my own personal Arcadia...
“I have been bested by this most seductive Lady Nicotine. The others? I've loved them all, but never like this. They are like young birds, to be taught to fly, and set out into the world. They are my children, and I love them equally.
“This one, though, is different. She brought more to me than I could give her in return. She teased me with her exotic ways. She promised a taste, and delivered a feast.
“At night, I lie with her smoky kiss upon my lips; her perfume lingers about me, filling my head with reverie. As the sweet arms of Morpheus carry me to the abodes of slumber, I look forward to dreams of her. In the morning, I rise to thoughts of her, swirling through the fog of awakening. All through the day, she fills my thoughts. When I am with her, she consumes me. When she is absent, I long for her. Barrie can have his; this is my Lady, my Arcadia, my Queen.
“As I wander in my mind through the ancient streets of Bohemia, she is my companion. She dances in the mist, and plays a coy game of hide and seek, though I know the light of a match will reveal her again to dance and twirl before me. She enthralls those who chance upon her, but, for now, she is mine alone. Yet, she, too, is a bird to be set free. Enjoy her company. Treat her well, and she will show you what she showed me...”
Taken from GL Pease's website. http://www.glpease.com/Tobacco/Heirloom/index.html
“I have been bested by this most seductive Lady Nicotine. The others? I've loved them all, but never like this. They are like young birds, to be taught to fly, and set out into the world. They are my children, and I love them equally.
“This one, though, is different. She brought more to me than I could give her in return. She teased me with her exotic ways. She promised a taste, and delivered a feast.
“At night, I lie with her smoky kiss upon my lips; her perfume lingers about me, filling my head with reverie. As the sweet arms of Morpheus carry me to the abodes of slumber, I look forward to dreams of her. In the morning, I rise to thoughts of her, swirling through the fog of awakening. All through the day, she fills my thoughts. When I am with her, she consumes me. When she is absent, I long for her. Barrie can have his; this is my Lady, my Arcadia, my Queen.
“As I wander in my mind through the ancient streets of Bohemia, she is my companion. She dances in the mist, and plays a coy game of hide and seek, though I know the light of a match will reveal her again to dance and twirl before me. She enthralls those who chance upon her, but, for now, she is mine alone. Yet, she, too, is a bird to be set free. Enjoy her company. Treat her well, and she will show you what she showed me...”
Taken from GL Pease's website. http://www.glpease.com/Tobacco/Heirloom/index.html