Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2017
Smiling stranger
4 am
Head rush
Starts to blush
Are we really this high
Are we real
Are you going to kiss me
Yes
We are magnetic.
****,
I think we just went to space
I think I love your face
But it's just the drugs, babe.
It's just the drugs
k
Written by
k  20/F/South Africa
(20/F/South Africa)   
329
   Glass
Please log in to view and add comments on poems