Drifting Through A Billowing Cloud Of Smoke

Ahh… just let me smoke on your vibe a little bit here, papi            
You done bust down my firewall here            
I been giving you the peaks and the deep valleys of the cream of my crown            
Letting you slide deep in the halo of my divine passage night after night            
Leaving you high with your mind touching the helm of the skies            
And something has to give you keep bellowing my soul in those clouds of yours            
I would pass you this blunt, but I do not smoke            
Just lit to illuminate your path through life            
A little Mary Jane sunshine when those clouds bring the showering reign    
Oh, yes, I do like that song by Rick James, stop.. nope, you can keep your version           
           
You know I got you            
I’m your Ride or Fly Chick            
Come carpet ride or you bathing in the pools of my licorice swish            
Bringing all that Hershey Dark Chocolate into my existence            
Blending in my Cocoa mix of soul pleasure            
I’m the Sweet Kitty Cat, flossing my ass in front of a handsome Tomcat with some smooth bedroom skills            
A Panther, well excuse me, but you know that was my next politically correct guess            
You got your chest all swollen just because            
I call you my mental treat once you bring all that juju long head thrashing            
Wait, can I tell them it feels soooo... I mean... soooo good when you deep hashing in it            
           
Loving that wet feeling from consummation of those sheets            
Have me looking all Queen sedated            
My skin suppleness looking good to his eyes            
Got him so fixated, he be inhaling that butter rum scent            
What, I know you didn’t just say, it’s the chronic            
Well now... mmm... go on and make me smile, my love            
Oh, you were talking about your swirling inhalations amidst your theoretic ruminations              
You know I am scrolling this all across the scene            
           
And… let the readers know how you be buzzing with the munchies            
Twisting the tip of your, tongue, butter coating your chin on the run            
Swinging your face side-to-side all in my honey hive            
Your fine cheek hair strands softly kissing my inner thighs            
I love that tickling feeling each and every time            
Why do you do that            
Yes, take a shot of Patron to wash that savoring flavor back            
Yeah.. yeah.. I know            
As you keep telling me, my taste just mingles with that liquor aphrodisiac like honey        
           
Oh, I love you when you are spilling that esoteric hood intellect            
So, what I’m prim and proper, your esoteric jive gets me so damn wet            
Oh, you want me to put this out. like right now, seriously            
Dang, I was just now getting started            
Since you be dancing all in my fire blaze            
I thought I immortalize you, and glamorize you much later            
           
           
Poem inspired by the picture alone and no one’s lungs were affected during the poetic process