Dreamality (A Poem)

Mary Jane, Mary Jane
I heard you were a bad girl from my parents
they told me to stay away
they said they used to like you, but not anymore

Mary Jane, Mary Jane
the nice police officer
even told me you were a bad bad girl

But, I wasn't even into girls yet
And, then I got into girls
Finally a friend introduced me to you

Wow. You overwhelmed me.
I was so happy that I couldn't stop smiling.
I looked in the mirror.
my eyes were as red as the devil,
and i couldn't stop smiling.

a couple more times,
we met, but,
you scared me
to be honest

afterwards, i would say,
i looked in the mirror,
and i could not stop smiling,
and that scared me.
but, i was really
afraid of that "happy feeling"
because i liked it so much,
and i was told you were
a bad bad girl by so many people

how many years was it?
9? 10?
I saw your smoky figure from a distance
Sometimes I would catch a whiff of your scent
walking through a neighborhood at night
But, then I thought, I would like to see you again

I had a friend again that knew you
He said he could hook us up
So this time, I saw you,
I remembered our first time, and my mouth watered
I breathed you in, closed my eyes
and exhaled you like a man

For the next two hours,
I did not know dreams or reality
I lived in a dreamality
And it was lovely
My world wandered
and eyes shut saw visions
the music made shapes, colors danced across
my mind
and it was so lovely, and so good

Mary Jane, Mary Jane
your smoky figure wrapped my mind
in you and i could feel you
all through me
amazing
enveloping
lovely

You seemed to me now to be
my smoky sexy mistress
oh i love this
dirty slut, naughty whore
my secret bad mistress
a bad bad girl
but I love her

I because of you,
I would become amazing at Halo
it seemed you made me almost invincible
in my dreamality
so i realized you somehow enhanced my mind
but how could this be.
oh, you bad bad girl
your naughty whore,
how I love you

We danced together in the dreamality we created
we laughed and played in the sunshine
like children
and somehow you seemed so sweet and innocent then
have you changed?
or maybe it's because i see you differently
you sweet young girl, yet somehow wise
dancing in the sunshine
how i love you

Mary Jane, Mary Jane
i breathed you in, and breathed you out
you opened my eyes
to your virginity
i saw visions of your fertility
your heart is full of purity
you are the tree of life to me
your mind is set on liberty
you are the tree of life to me
and now i see you are the goddess
in the form of a blazing tree

Very well done angry nomad:thumbsup: Awsome word: Dreamality

I like the almost conversation-like quality of it. Good stuff! I like how you give personification to the smoke :)

well written poem man, i liked the personification as well

Thanks everyone. I was so stoned when I wrote it, I wasn't sure if the memory was a dream, but I found it just now. hehheh