smoke & rain

let all the smoke out
the burning of sticks
wafting the deadly spell
an acrid stench lingers

breathe in the fresh scent
of the coming rain
clouds rolling over head
threatening a promise
to thirsty plains
pleading

just a drop
to quench

Begging Escape

Pretty rooms changing with every glance
Losing my train of thought
Like my short term memory,
Fluffy like clouds.
Rainbows paint the place.

Your face is different
For some reason, you don’t look
Like the You I know.

Like a fly, I fly
but am sunk into the bed.
Coils snake to my mouth
Creating ghosts.
Throat burns with soft lips.

Whirling while staying still,
Your body begs me to touch
And I cannot help
but oblige this purple room.
Blue orange, lemon pink.

Time — don’t even ask.
A different kind of mask.
Sensified to the max.

… Are these my eyes?