I take it all in,
The bad shit and the great shit
The ember of flames lit alight with the pull of air
Wrapped in its shawl, the thick end, a great butt
My lips caressing under the touch
A drag, a pull, the exhale, I can't feel my face
Slow burn, a perfect blunt, right and tight
My hands are light, my head is full
Quite the irony, as it's just that, an irony
Take this shit with me, this perfect blunt
Maryjane doing her ways better than any one being
Bless Lord for making her, cause she makes me....
In ways I can't just put to words
©hollas
H