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June 20, 2014
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... LIKE YOUR WEED

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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