Through the dense silvery smoke, like a Goddess emerging from a mystic vale, you stare mesmerized by my illustrious beauty. Men wish for the day to be this close to me, breathing the same air as me. I breathe life into you with every puff of my vaporizer. Bathing you in clouds of smoke, you breathe me in. Who knew you could get high on my breath. Your eyes roll back in your head, lost in the erotic tobacco sent of my huffing and puffing.