My first time with you had me petrified.
Long deep pulls of the best of the best grade.
Floating through the clouds on cloud 9.
Wasn’t as cool as it may seem.
I was fried.
Paranoid and scared promising to never do it again.
But I lied.
Took me three or so more songs dancing with you to catch your rhythm.
Before long I was in step, step by step with your isms.
Back then it was cigars smoking with you.
Spiffily splitting the spliffs and rolling up on you.
In first hour room spinning like a helicopter.
Then me throwing up from you.
But I still ran back and each time to your ways I got wiser.
Up until that time when me and my frienemy were no longer cooler.
Cutthroat, turned you against me.
Poisoned you with manure.
With the intentions of me consuming you and wasting me like trash in the sewer.
Damaged caught off balance the toxins my system couldn’t manage.
With the grace of GOD I slowly bounced back from a disasterous experience with a different side of you.
Several months l stayed on hiatus but eventually began to moonlight with you.
Same feel same touch same auroma as before..
But not quite the same as the Mary Jane I’d known before.