June 20, 2014
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... LIKE YOUR WEED |
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You've searched for the best You sought the highest Now that you own it ... explore it. Roll me up Savour the aroma Wet your lips Pull me close Light mi up Tek a draw ... no ... tek a better draw Release me Now look at me in amazement Grip me tighter to assure me you won't let go As we blaze watch me dance like smoke in the wind Our flame heightens with each pull No fear of getting burnt We're committed to this experience No need for words as our appreciation is expressed with sounds. I'm your inhale, you're my exhale We breathe life into each other No disguise, no need to hide, our flesh has fully submitted to this new spiritual conversation. A new life ... a new dive ... a new high. The highest grade of love Feeling drunk, feeling lost ... gone ... with you. The place of no return This space we've craved and yearned. We're finally one. I belong to you, you belong to me. Our high is illegal Our love is regal Enjoying every ounce Celebrating every pound Our love knows no bound Flying without wings Attachment without strings Even if they never legalised it, this connection we'll forever have it ... just like your weed. Feel free to chat with me: Twitter @ladyrennae. Instagram @ladyrennaevq |
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