the beauty of senses.

[funkayybabayy]

i want to feel the streetlights. 
i want to caress the red,
and run with the green. 
colors of cars and stoplights blend,
as i taste the speeding car i am in. 
my stoned eyes blurry. 
my stoned heart falling in love with the block.
i hear his love.
as i imagine his dark body against mine,
i smell his passion and lust, 
miles away. 
i hear my body want.
i breathe in the blasting music,
and rub the bass,
as i make love with my inspiration,
letting the rhythm guide my ride. 
i see my calm, my cool, my high,
i say goodbye and good riddance to my anger,
as i taste happiness.