06/02/2025
"Cosmic Ride"
She floats on dreams, with hazy eyes,
Through rainbow smoke and velvet skies.
A stoner queen with wind-blown hair,
On unicorn wings through trippy air.
Her steed, a beast of mystic white,
With hooves that spark in cosmic light.
Its mane a wave of shifting hue,
Like galaxies in neon blue.
The stars all wink, the mushrooms glow,
As time dissolves in currents slow.
Fractals bloom in endless spins,
While laughter hums from worlds within.
She rides where logic dares not tread,
With peace and colors in her head.
No need for maps, no path to chase—
She gallops through kaleidospace.
So let her soar, that stoner soul,
Beyond the edge of self-control.
Where all is one, and none are wrong—
She is the trip. She is the song.
