I can feel it in the air
Catching winds
Sky views
Air paper thin…
I want to get high.
Higher than the planes go
Higher than,
Rocket ships in route to outer space,
So…
High.
Get me lifted.
I want to,
Feel my body separate
from my spirit
To float, and elevate
Free my mind
So I can meditate
And clear my head…
Get me high.
No weed
I want to touch ceilings
I didn’t know I could reach
And feel my soul
At it’s highest peak.
I want to get high.