She fades into my mind like out of nowhere from a memory lingering in my mind somewhere. A simmering burn still takes place in my heart for her who has gone off so far. Yet a new love holds my hand just the same so the one before is just smoke from an old flame. Yes, it's just Smoke From An Old Flame that lingers around my thoughts now and then like when I see her or hear from her and how's she's been.
If my new love only knew what goes through my head when I think of my old flame she'd wonder whose to blame. So I wonder and care for my old flame from a distance and never yearn for her with persistence but I watch her come and go out of my mind day and night and she may not even care for me at all but I might. Some may say where there's smoke there's fire and so it may be true but I'll never know what my old flame may do or how she even feels for me for today I don't even know where she can be or even what is her game but I never worry to much about it cause it just smoke from an old flame.

James (Bluesman)Cooper

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