She laid down on the grass to enjoy the tranquility of the evening. Deep in thoughts she lightened a cigarette and she had the feeling that the wind was bringing up to her pieces of lost music. It was like a souvenir full of charms and regrets .She remembered the days that she was watching for her aunt while she was smoking, how much desire to get on her 18 years to be allowed to smoke, and here, today, we are looking at her while she touches with her fleshy lips a cigarette and we dream to be near her to see her extinguishing the cigarette on our tongue, before she sticks it in the opposite anthill.
