I Get High
I get high when I see you,
I get high when I taste your smell
I get high searching deep into your eyes.
You're my natural high
lift me up, don't ever let me drop
Baby, please don't stop!
As I get caught up
pulsating beat flows to this natural high,
so high I can touch the sky.
Yo son, give me what I need,
I fiend for this high
it takes me above man made places
it makes me cry.
Gravitational pull like watery deeps
as I float on your high
buoyancy keeps me elevated
I feel liberated
I am free, as I get high.
La Summer “Sojourn” Brown
Copyright © La Summer Brown | Year Posted 2006
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