Faded Poem by James Bost

With a sober mind I get high
high of fantasies and precious moment with you
deep in the ocean sound of my truly emotion
of effection affection and collections
of many sweet perception
of your caramel complexion
licking down to your section
of a beautiful blessing
but reality we move so urgent
that even though no curves was bent
full honest conversation
of much needed independence
....now this is just the beginning