bongulate

To sit with your bong on an eve facing North where sea of stars cascade in her eyes and you torch up and make mad love and get into the groove, as the Madonna used to say.

When she ran her hand up my gland I no longer felt comfortably and bourgeois bland and put my hand on the bong and played the blues on it like it was a saxophone weeping for joy in the early morning hours of new love -- oh, sweet jeezuz, bongulate!