Hey my love, it has been a hectic day at work today.
I am about to go all recreational and enjoy the rest of the day,
and let the brain go to play.
Creativity is what I would like to portray.
Not bad judgment, Just a good display.
Relax and be more in tuned with the world.
Inhaling in and puffing out a cloud of smoke,
While the chemicals in the Mary Jane is causing my brain thought process to flow.
It’s not underrated, and it’s not undersold.
Let the pen tint the ink, and let the story be told.
And right before my eyes a creation will unfold.
The Mary Jane courses with no betrayal.
Puff out a cloud of smoke with a heavy exhale.
Oh my god this is sum good ass stuff,
I am on a whole other level, this rocks.
Time is at a still, no longer on the clock.
My mind is at a drift.
And no longer fill stiff.
Calm and mellow with heavy imagination.
Locked in total concentration.
I can visualize my thoughts as I puff on this stick.
Wow, the mind boggles as I smoke on this spiff.
Feels like I am standing near an edge of a cliff.
I feel free, relax, calm, and collected.
This is totally what I have expected.
As a cloud of smoke clear my lips,
I take another whiff.
Puff, puff, and away I drift.
Artistic brain activity detected,
And this is the way it is affected.
I am clearing through smoke in a jungle,
but I seem not to mind.
I’m up high in a tree swinging from vine to vine.
Chasing a voice from afar and in distress before it declines.
Coming after what surely is to be mine.
As I get near the oasis of on my sight.
I see you down below surrounded by cannibals, and ready to fight,
I leap to your rescue from such great heights,
Bulletin through the air striking the targets with such great might.
Gliding like an eagle soaring through the sky.
Eyes on my target are on my mind.
An as I attack out comes my knife.
Stabbing various cannibals in the eye,
And before you know it, I already won the fight
And say ”Me stand tall with all my might.
Mess with my Jane, that’s not wright.
For is you I have to smite.
For you have no right.
Now you are lost in the night.
No pain, no gain, no game’.
When it is all over, I wash off all the blood stains.
Then I say, ”big mistake, nobody messes with my Jane.”
Ha ha, that was slightly insane.
I laugh. Me Tarzan, king of the jungle.
Hear my rumble,
Wow! I am tripping.
But I do not stumble.
That was cool, me up that high swinging.
From tree to tree clinging.
Saving the day and necks are ringing.
No longer will they be singing.
Ha ha, that’s a joke.
Then I toke, and I toke.
And blow out the smoke,
Then I start to choke.
But it’s all just a host.
Then I start reaping.
And my chest starts heaving.
And my mind starts contriving.
All of a sudden a new image I am receiving.
And this is what I am retrieving.
New setting changes, I find myself in a casino holding up four aces.
Cigar in the hand while every one is holding their place.
The room feels tense with heavy on the gaze.
It seems like its a dangerous game we are playing,
But I am holding up four aces, hell I’m staying.
You can just feel the tension in the air,
As the faces in the room are giving me a stare.
I’m kind of nervous, but I really don’t care.
I am confident, and in my mind I know I can take on this pair.
For I am very aware.
Not even the least bit worried, not even the least bit scared.
It’s cool and I know what to do.
I got a plan, I am no fool.
I look across the room and all I see is just you..
You point to your gun, and assure me it’s all going down smooth.
” To hell with it!” I say when I lay down my hand,
Then continue and Say,”four aces,Who’s the man?”
In which the guns take their stand.
I say,”listen I don’t understand.
Wsup, what’s wrong.
I won this game fair and freaking square, and satisfaction is in demand’.
Movement comes from the figures.
Then two shots ring from my trigger.
They fall an no longer stand tall.
I look at you, then you shoot fast.
Drop goes the body who is now in the past.
I guess the good guys do finish last.
Whoa, nice shot. That was whack.
Thank you love for having my back.
For real love, that was off the track.
Bartender two shots, one for me, and one for my friend.
And a happy ending is were this story ends.
Woo! I am tripping. Because I am seeing images of fantasies with me and you in them.
Countless acts of love, action, and adventure.
Wow, this is so mental.
What will this say about my credentials.
But it doesn’t have to be so pretentious.
It’s all done with good intentions.
Helping me release my creation.
Hey, no expectations.
Puff, Puff, taking in a good inhale.
My thoughts seem a little more detailed.
Savoring the images in my mind.
Being free and not all entwine.
It’s cool every once in a while to just on wine.
But it’s still a drug, and that is the underline.
It still has its effects on your mind.
I exhale a cloud of smoke in front of my face.
Images of me and you are put in their place.
Painting a picture for me of you in my life.
That’s my a part of my mind telling me with who I want to be with.
Life is not fair. Why can’t it be that easy?
Instead it always delivers with a twist, and it could be pretty cheesy.
All the drama gets me kind of queasy.
Some times I call it how I see it.
Wow this stuff is good, it has me beaming.
Because is of you that I am day dreaming,
And no matter where I seem to be drifting,
Or even in my mind shifting.
Of you I always seem to be thinking.
My love just know this is true.
I got much love and respect from me to you.
And with that, I think I am cool straight on point,
I am out, cause I am done with this joint!
