there's something beautiful in those scenes in films and real life when the guy/girl sits at the edge of a bed after sex and he/she lights up a cigarette, and then the partner watches him/her from the bed and he/she is exhausted. plus point if there are beams of moonlight streaming in from the window. some images occurring in our lives are more meaningful in poetic than words, an example of that is what i just talked about.
if you have ever seen smoke dancing by the moonlight, having the whole atmosphere as its stage, it might even make you cry. the most overwhelming of emotions come in subtle ways and it is always for the best.