White Clouds

I flick the flame and watch intently
The shards crackle and melt down gently
White clouds start to fill the pipe
Swirling 'round, what sight!

I hold the glass stem to my lips
Slowly inhaling a nice big rip
Then it hits me like a sudden spark
A bolt of lightning in the dark!

 

yep babe thats kinda how it makes me feel too
oh dammit i gotta hav a quick puff now! O===o
and if u were to see my pipe right now ud shake ur head and say 'disgraceful'
really, i gotta make a white cloud in celebration of ur creativity tho

 

Oh, I love your meth-smoking smilie: O===o

Don't worry, my pipes tend to get pretty filthy too. My dealer, of all people, took one look at it and said "that's disgraceful!" :D

So did you actually get any sleep last night, my luv?

 

I like that, nice poem.