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Hookah

.....a sweet cannabis dream, it's raining again.    
   
( "......Well she's walking    
through the clouds    
With a circus mind    
that's running wild    
   
Butterflies and zebras    
And moonbeams and fairy tales    
That's all she ever thinks about    
Riding with the wind......"
) "Little Wing", Jimi Hendrix  
   
Hookah    
   
baited brerath    
draw me in    
   
fix thy mind    
   
my moment of zen.....
   
   
pull me deeply    
suck from my essence    
a revelation of all truths    
   
blooooooow..........mmmmm    
all my inhibitions loosed    
   
“Touch me in the morning    
then just walk away......”
   
   
Canabis dreams    
I get lifted......    
…..places never seen    
in this lifetime or the next    
   
(….."sweet baby", can I bite you on your long, slender neck?)    
   
Hookah    
so high    
touch me between my    
tingling thighs    
   
Sinewy curves    
of lilting smoke    
lighter than air    
   
a gentle summer breeze    
blowing thick locks of raven    
colored hair    
a voice inside my head.....    
   
"....Fuck me"    
   
and suddenly,    
the words sound so sweet    
air, water    
erotic    
percolating    
wetness    
intense body heat........    
   
surrealism, so sublime    
so damned erotic    
so stoned out of my mind....    
   
"…...grab hold my legs"    
and make me fly    
I take to the sky    
on a natural high........    
   
The Rush    
I feel every deep and deliberate thrust    
Yet behind blue-eyes    
lust disguised    
   
I cannot see........simply feel u    
and this lust    
it feels like fire......    
   
air    
   
water    
   
burning    
   
me    
   
   
   
Hookah,    
I take one last    
   
deep    
   
long    
   
toke    
   
of your  beautiful swollen joint
   
   
"....we don't have tomorrow    
but we have yesterday......"    
   
Raindrops falling    
from a cherry shaded sky    
perched upon your mountain    
feeling    
so damned high......    
   
   
   
   
   
Authors Note-(.....another *rainy* and Jimi set the tone for this ink today.  Diana seeks out my touch and the trees blow inside a summer breeze while Lucy rest high upon a diamond sky....enjoy)
Written by MusicallyMrM (Mr_Mahogany_Wood)
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