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Psychedelic Love
Oh, you're making me see things.
You're making me breathe things.
I can see you, I can see me.
Us, in a hazy dream.
I know you love me,
but this love is freaky.
This psychedelic love
Is twisting me up.
But I love it!
Kiss my lips.
Take me on a trip.
I feel it!
I love this!
Oh, you're making me see things.
You're making me need things.
I need your touch,
It sends me on a trip.
It takes me out of my body.
I can see you.
Touching my body.
I can see me.
Floating from my body.
We're alone, in a hazy dream.
I know you love me,
but this love is eerie.
This psychedelic love
Is mixing me up.
But I love it!
Grab my hips.
Take me on a trip.
Make me feel it!
I love this!
Make me see things, breathe things, need things.
Need your touch.
Need your kiss.
Send me on a trip.
This psychedelic love
is hard to find.
It takes me out of my mind.
I can't believe what I'm seeing.
I can see you, I can see me.
Us, in a hazy dream.
Both physical and
Both physical and spiritual need is portrayed well in this poem of yours. I enjoyed reading your poem an extremely good write and lovely read.
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