Consider the other

(For Leng, one night in 10.2006)

Consider this other pleasure
of smoking:
The thin white line from the tip
drifting slowly up
in unpredictable yet consistent pattern
eventually mix with the air
and vanishes
like broken promises
that diminishes
in your memory
with time.

The lost spark of love
and his casual disregard
of commitment - it is simply
(or at least can be considered)
the uneasy filled feeling
of reaching that alcohol limit
in a party that is bound to end,
with guests leaving
to party again another day.

Consider this other beauty
of living:
Loves lost and found
are as eternal as the wonder
of a full moon-
eventually giving way
to an equally, if not more,
serene and peaceful sunrise
that signals the start
of another day,
of exciting possibilities.