Can I get high?

Can I get high?
Can I be captivated by the thought of your internal fury and flung into eternity by the smoothness of your voice?
Let your essence swirl around in my every breath until it becomes smoke trapped in my lungs, and exhale ....
and exhale my last puff of you
i want to take your herbal masculinity, break it down piece by piece
and roll it in my caramel skin
so you get fully acquainted with my creases and my folds
my nooks and crannies, and you kno my papers thoroughly
and maybe i can take your seeds, put them aside for later use
if we, get better acquainted that is,
if i get an addiction to you
Even though I was told it was impossible, but still can I try?
Can I get high?
buy the seductiveness of you, and bag it
sell it in the midnight's corner darkness unseen by the light
Let your essence swirl around in my every breath until it becomes smoke trapped in my lungs, and exhale ....
and exhale until my focus is no longer on the world
but i am focusing on you and
you filling me up completely
leaving me in a constant ecstasy,
craving your energy, having more then just a taste for your
whole entire being, but more like i got the munchies for your soul
because I've become addicted to your voice,
addicted to soundwaves that exit
your mouth before you have a chance to utter your first word,
I've become enchanted by the breaths that you take, and hope that you continue to take them
because I've fallen in love with the rhythm that your heart beat makes,
the heart very rarely lies, but
Can I get high?
go to another level of conciseness with your affection,
to another state of being,
satisfied with just being inches away from your living soul
inches away from reaching cloud nine,
Just being inches away from reality, with you
Letting your essence swirl around in my every breath until it becomes smoke trapped in my lungs, and exhale ....
until i exhale you,
...and you let me inhale you
until i exhale you
....and you let my inhale you
until i exhale you, and you take away my breath
Gasping for air, somewhere between the brown lines that define
your body from mines
in my state of mind, i define this as the ultimate love,
my addiction to your soul, that lets me read between the lines
Lets your essence swirl around in my every breath until it becomes smoke trapped in my lungs, and exhale ....
and i was wondering, off your love,
Can I get high?


Hehe...Inspired by Namor.
:)