"Turnt"

"Can I fall through?"

The plans are set in motion and

soon it's all laughs and good vibes.

We sip on the devil's juice and--

"You feel that?"

Things get crazy.

We gasp in unison

then my eyes roll back and--

*fade to black*

Endorphins flood my brain as I float in her waters.

And so we crash ashore

wasted and spent.

Under moon

stars

and sheets.

- m.w.