I burn like your last joint.
Inhale - - - let my love smoke fill your lungs.
I know my love heals you slowly, it's your last blow
for the evening.
Exhale - - - your worries as you find heaven in me.
Typical smell of weed and jungle high,
some bosa nova... Brazilian jazz at the background.
My heaven is in you dancing in my fumes,
filling your soul and lungs
with my love smoke.
Light me up again, let me burn like your last blow.
Inhale - - - like I'm your last high,
and you will be the goddess of your own universe.
—Daryl A