24. HIGH OFF LOVE Her tongue slid over me,
Parted lips fitting mine,
Stifling my breath,
A pill she split,
She slips it in my mouth,
A mini Xanax,
She makes it dance in my mouth,
Twirling her tongue around mine,
Twisting it up,
Molding in one like origami,
Then she pressed my mouth shut,
Watching me expectantly and waits for me to swallow.
Her bloodshot eyes,
And the toke in one hand,
She takes a puff off the bong,
Blowing smoke in the electric air,
It’s all getting hazy,
A cloud of smoke,
And I’m caught in a daze.
The room is distorted in a blur as the drugs kick in,
Everything slowly disappears from view,
Everything but her,
She only shines more,
Getting prettier by the second,
Her spaced out eyes keep leering,
Her attractive face comes closer and her breath, mor
