Brown skinned daydream
Dancing in your smooth skin in such a rough scene
Blunt in your mouth, that is sexy to me
Stunt in the south, slip out your boots for me
We gon ride around all night
I love how you roll this weed so tight
We light it up on dimly lit backroads
I'm never listening to what I'm told
Or we wouldn't be here, me and you
Smoking all my weed, that's what we do
Toxic but it's all I want
This feeling is something you taunt
But you end up in my bed and you beg me for more
Even if in the light you're out my door
Brown skinned daydream
You aren't the one to rip me at my seams
So it seems
YOU ARE READING
Blunt Words
Poetry'22-'23 works, mostly "situationships" or reminiscent of the toxicity this life can bring. All are my truths and it's a lot about smoking weed
