You, smoking a cigarette, and me dreaming of stars

Do you even realize how much your spirit illuminates? It is like stars.	I would like to sit in a coffee shop with a notebook, two pens, a carton of cigarettes, and you	I, like your cigarette, am on fire	On holding hands in a 3am motel
Advice to nude smokers	How I started smoking	Another rendezvous at the graveside	Smoking cigarettes on a roof in the middle of winter
She remembers the stars	There is a panther stalks me down	Woman on the Edge of Time	Echoes of the sketchbook
Kings Cross by Coke-light	Hidden Sun	I hope there is someone in your life to tell you how beautiful you are	The first time I asked a girl to dance
The Great Disappointment of 1844	15 to 1	Camel Wides	When Worlds Collide
Falling in love with your best friend	Benson and Hedges	December Lights	October 4, 2004