In a smoky haze on a Friday night,
Two souls collided, what a sight!
With laughter loud and a playful cheer,
They met by a bong, both full of beer.
She took a hit, her hair a mess,
He coughed and spluttered—what a stress!
“Bless you!” she giggled, “You okay there, dude?”
His heart skipped a beat; he was quite a mood.
They passed the bowl, sparks dancing bright,
Every toke shared brought sweet delight.
With each puff, love grew, like weeds in a yard,
He leaned in closer, that felt real hard.
“You know,” he said, with a wink and a grin,
“Sharing this bong is where we begin.
So how about dinner? A date made in green?”
Her eyes lit up, as she giggled between.
They rolled on the floor, with giggles and cheer,
In the haze of the night, everything felt clear.
They danced like fools, to a tune none could hear,
Two hearts intertwined, fueled by good cheer.
Now they sit on the sofa, a love story grand,
With a stash and a smile, forever they stand.
In a cloud of sweet laughter, their spirits will soar,
Two lovers in bloom, who met over more!
Hazy Humor is licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0
