Looking at my reflection

Off the chrome domed lighter

Smoking a cuban

Pen in hand

All within reach

Aromatic smell lifts me

Seltzer my drink of choice

Vintage setting

Lived in color

Not everything is black and white

Birds chirping

Sun shining bright

No rose colored glasses impeding my sight

Smoke hovering just overhead

Enjoying the rhythm of nature

With my bride who shares my bed