Stoned

do you feel anything right now? 

i feel everything

 

A dizzy night

Yet clear and crisp 

As his sharp green eyes

Dilated from toxins

A kaleidoscope of their own. 

 

You roll us a spliff 

Hands steady and smooth 

Fragile fingers replace each other

In a delicate rotation 

A subtle pause

 

The brush of your tongue 

Dampening the paper

Lifts my pelvis to meet the pillow

Resting on my legs 

Involuntary movement 

Lighting a fire between my thighs 

I am held between your fingers 

Waiting to be pressed to your lips 

 

love is more than just a feeling.

it’s the drugs talking.