In smoky clouds where laughter meets the night,
Two hearts collide like ashes in the air.
With every puff, their future feels so bright.
He passed the bong, a spark igniting light,
She giggled hard—his eyes were quite a stare.
In smoky clouds where laughter meets the night.
They spoke of dreams, both silly and contrite,
A love that grew with every tender share.
With every puff, their future feels so bright.
The couch was theirs, a cozy, hazy sight,
With snacks around, they danced without a care.
In smoky clouds where laughter meets the night.
He tried to serenade her with delight,
But choked and laughed, a sweet and awkward pair.
With every puff, their future feels so bright.
So here’s to love, a high that feels just right,
Two souls entwined, beyond the green despair.
In smoky clouds where laughter meets the night,
With every puff, their future feels so bright.
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