adrianaloren

Dear Hallucinogens.

I just wanted to write you and thank you for all the things you have showed me. Even the bad trips. Those, strangely enough, helped the most.

Thank you for letting me find myself in the beaity you revealed. Thank you for pulling the veil off my world, letting me see the real illusions.

Roots deep

is how far our love seeps

grown from the smallest seed

roots intertwined together

delicate knots display

those intimate moments

of pure love that day

when we looked into

eachothers eyes

mesmerized

watch our souls pour

into our hearts

never to be torn apart.

Stronger than the thickest tree

forever just you and me.

I love you

and that’s roots deep.

She looks with tunneled eyes,

it leads far into her mind

how far will you walk the path?

Once you stumble in, you can’t go back.

Dig into your skin with her trembling fingers

hypnotize with her raw dimeanor

break the walls and crawl between her

she’ll have you wrapped around her

long bony finger.

Her eyes show all white

her hearts screaming for a fight

careful mind her bite

she’ll slaughter you all night.

And now I can see,

but first I had to breath

the oh so sweet leaf

the one that calls softly to me.

She never disagrees,

always so willing, she sets me free.

Sweet thick smoke,

seeps into me,

intertwiningwith whats left

of my soul, whats left of me.

My cannabis erotica

she fills in the empty spaces

So i inhale a lot of her

fading away all the faces

that rain fire on my heart.

You can sense the green

behind the milk and honey

you die to see.

Feel her vines growing

wrapping around your spine

growing around my skull,

sweey THC seeping into my mind,

oh love, i feel how you cure me,

my love, oh how you lure me

into that place, that secret place

only we know.

If I was this book…

the soft beautiful leather,

so easy to touch,

the intoxicating smell

reels you in with promises of elegance and temptation

your more than happy

to give in to.

The rope that binds it closed,

like the wall I built

around myself

to keeep out my deepest fears.

They say fear makes the wolf seem bigger.

If so my wall only grows

thicker, stronger, taller,

to keep the beasts at bay.

They claw through the strongest stone,

gnaw at any vulnerability…

What lies beyond the bricks?

Beyond the binmding rope,

myself.

Caged where she can’t hurt you.

Though she escaped…

My love, my greatest fear,

I wish I burnt down the wall,

I wish those beasts,

those beasts, shaking with demonic hostility,

would’ve broke through,

would have charged at me with

all the pain i deserve,

let them tear away my

bloody layers,

till they tear away all

the wrong,

rip araprt the fears,

drag out my insides and

fight over the leftovers

till all that remains

is everything I never gave you.

Everything I hid my entire life,

without nay walls,

without any fears,

without all my layers, down to

the bare love I never

let myself spill out.

If I was this book, I hope you would burn it,

and inahle the fumes, inhale me,

into your soul.

Feel it speed thorugh your nostrils

straight to the very place you despise

racing to the unknown,

hidden behind my eyes.

Feel it pulsing into your veins

throbbing with angst, with want

crav eit, feel it for days

if you don’t have it

expect its absence to haunt.

Love comes in many forms,

and when love has vacated

your very being,

expect to find it

expect to fene.

I found it, at the end

of a rolled up dollar bill

I found it

was the only thing left

that could make me feel.

The worst thing I could do,

I do

because I don’t have you.

Any thought of you

quakes my confidence.

Any thought of you

turns me into a mess.

With every though of you

my heart swells up with

ounces of regret,

my veins bulge with

passionate pain.

With every thought of you

a heartbreak I gain.

How much can a heart break

before it crumbles?

Crumbles like cocaine.

Crumbles to powdery purity,

which cuts into my every need,

snorting into absurdity,

snorting till i bleed.

Shadows of flowers cease to grow

All but has come down to the bare tickelings

of prior skin tidal waves…

May grass grow on the mist of your dreams.

Lie purely sleeping

as the hills roll out into fields of your desire.

 I hope the clouds leading to your destination rain pure extacy

that your soul will drink.

Serenity

The feel of…obtaining tranquility

Strums of harmony…repose into placidity

Winds of calm, comb through the fibers of your flesh

Life floats into existence, dances into reality

There are no boundaries, there is no gravity

all is one and one is all…

Silence, silence whispers the ecstasy of existence

shall you take this all, or will you resist it?