Two souls alight in hazy, fragrant smoke,
A bong between them, laughter's sweet embrace,
They choked and coughed, and then they laughed, a joke,
As love ignited in that green-filled space.
She wore a dress of tie-dye, oh so bright,
He sported beads that jingled with each move,
They passed the bowl beneath the dim starlight,
In shimmering clouds, their hearts began to groove.
But as they shared a puff, oh what a scene,
He lost his grip and let the bong fall down,
It shattered loud! She gasped, "What have you seen?"
He grinned—“Just shards of love and glass, my crown!”
From that night forth, their love would truly bloom,
In every puffing pass and smoky room.
Hazy Humor is licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0
