Our bond has been an upward spiral, intertwining love and lust.
Its scent individualistic, causing nausea to most yet euphoria to many.
As it burns into my oblivion I breathe, digesting its soul, as it takes me on a mental voyage into the sublime… Floodgates open, conversations deepen, my subconscious overridden with heightened sensations. Flying, yet floating above the clouds im wrapped in a warm charm, slowly drowning me into delirium.
In time it blends to become the world I know and i cry as i watch its remains float away into nothing…
Hands down, best description of the feelings you go through when smoking pot!
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Pure CLASS!!!!!!!
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