There was a ring echoing in the gallery,
I looked through a hole to see,
I realised they had arrived,
The presenter, I guess, was a Valerie.I jumped with excitement and opened the door,
I took them hastily with zeal,
They were so beautiful that I screamed,
They made my jaw drop to the floor.I rushed through the lavender haze,
Absorbing in every inch of it,
I took a long deep inhale,
Thinking I'd never exhale.They had me wrapped around themselves,
I got addicted too easily,
It seemed they conjured some magic,
And there, I was under their spells.I felt the high,
My voice was steep and eyes bloodshot,
Euphoria, ecstasy, enthusiasm, a feeling I could not describe,
If I'd say I wasn't on the tip of a mountain that would be a lie.The scents are so captivating,
The senses so contradictory,
At one time you feel like you can fly; the other you seem to drown,
But once you're completely absorbed, you'll be meditating with no frown.
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The Woes of Sarah
PoetryCollection of poems, sad and sweet This is an unlimited poem collection I will keep updating poems here, you'll find happy, sad, lovely, cruel poems here. All your teenage emotions written out in one whole poem collection. Note: all images used are...