A house where no one lives. Canvas-covered furniture, half-dark. Only the smoke, in the air, touching the lips of a beautiful woman. Only her body, half-naked, her bare skin, a memory of a tan, once was summer. Curly hair, wild. Brown cigarette, tobacco leaf, nicotine-thirst. Smoke enveloping the air, turning it into a gray mess. Smoke particles in Brownian motion. Tired eyelids of the night, covering the dream of green tobacco fields. Brown autumn fields, autumn-brown. The sle.ep that did not come, the sle.ep of the ivory temples, of the careless curls, the sle.ep of the yet un-smoked cigarettes, the sle.ep of the lost youth, of gained old age, of dry, fibrous finitude, like tobacco. An old, fragrant tobacco that is of no use to anyone. Keywords: amedee-vause, amedeevause, smoking, cigarette, black-djarum, fetish, smoke-fetish, thick-smoke, smoke-play, smoking-art, fetish-art, poetry, beauty, big-tits, big-natural-tits, big-boobs, boobs, tit-flashing, nipple-flashing, erotic, erotic-art, curly-hair, 4K-UHD.