Lemon Haze

I came to you
So you could
open
My
Mind

No tambourine man
Just curbside service

Your magical touch
Acts like an accelerant
Imploding the flaming
Poetic fires
Driving the liteary ink
That rushes straight
Through this writer's veins

Yeah I came to you
And what a transformation
To imagery
Did your abolishment 
Of
Inhibitions
Bring

Free thought
No self censorship
Only a high speed
Highway
Where creativity
Crawls out of captivity
And procreates
New styles
New formats
Into
The art
We call poetry.......