Hopeless State Of Mind

High

We inhale the drug,
Let it sit in our lungs
For a bit
Before we let
It out and watch
The smoke color the air
Around our intertwined bodies.

Our minds and souls are calm,
It's quite soothing.
We're getting higher
And higher,
We could
Probably eat the stars.

I look at you,
And you look at me.

It's that pause
You see in movies.
It's the silence too.
We're high as fuck
But we're still searching
Each others hazed eyes
For any sort of regret.

You glace down at my lips
While I subconsciously lick them.
You look back into my eyes
And your gaze seems more
Hungry than before.

We're high as fucking.
Let's Makeout.

That's what you said seconds
Before you attached your lips
To mine.
It wasn't rushed,
Nor was it slow.

That night all
We did was
Get high as all fuck
And do unspeakable things with
Our mouths and hands.