Cannabis Poem by Adams King

The morning came to me
With an unclear face
The sun shines bright in me
Than it has ever bless the sky
With a staggering feet i stood
Like a man ridiculed by strong wine
Words couldn't measure my mood
Nor the sweetness i felt inside

With a dim eyes of foggy visions
I stare like a partial blind man
With an empty head of no concentration
Lost i was in a world of unusual smiles
I wondered what gladdens my soul
With pleasures so unmeasured
Then i saw your naked star glow
And remembered our last night dance

Your fair figure rest on my bed
Like a seductive statue of romance
The pleasure play replays in my head
and tingles my erotic feelings
I was made hungry in satisfaction
The willing heart of a weak bone
I bow to you to admit every addiction
To your touches and fleshy warmth

With your caresses my little rod
Grew into a long and harder mantle
You made me speak in tongues of gods
Whenever I strike your open heaven
Your burning smoke of temptation
With body that makes me beg for more
Your curves of inhaling intoxication
That empties a man's heart of pains