High and dazed,

They lie on the couch

In each others’ arms

Surrounded by

Smokes and vapors,

Laughter and noise.

A thousand colors burst

In the eye of his mind

Just as he looks down

To see her lips

Curve in a smile.

And in that moment,

Everything makes sense.

A quiet pat on her head

Before she looks up

To see him blow out

A smoke ring

Only to ask her

“Marry me please??”