You look so perfect
Or I'm too high
I see you sitting there with the pipe and all that stuff
How do you kiss that pipe
I can see it for ever
And when you look at me and smile
Oh honey, I'm melting for that smile when the smoke goes away from your mouth
After you smile you come here and hug me
And I can't help but touch your ass
Your smile gets bigger until my lips touch yours
After that you kiss the pipe again and let the smoke get into my lungs by kisses
Then someone knocks the door, we're fucked up
YOU ARE READING
the fuck
Non-FictionI don't know what the hell I'm writing this shit but it may be a good idea
