My Drug

Your rich luscious

full lips,

like the soft delicate petals of the rose beckon me

Your blonde hair in contrast to

the open wanton darkness of your mouth,

drawing me in the craving growing the need to taste.

The wetness of your kiss,

my drug,

let me chase the dragon

inhaling your breath

feeling giddy from it's effect and falling hard.

Let your body

shared with me ignite mine own

and set my heart to racing

cause me palpitations

give unto me my natural high, that only you can bring.

Your tongue my syringe injecting your sweet kiss into my mouth

and causing my head to spin

you have me addicted, totally dependant upon your kiss, your love.

Every moment we are apart

I suffer my own cold turkey, sweating and shivering for fear

that another enjoys their daily fix

the highs become a down

and I feel lost,

paranoid.

I am your passion junkie

I am your space cadet

your pothead.

You are my dealer and my pusher,

pushing your lips upon my unresistant lips.

So let the others inject and smoke and drink or eat their drugs,

I will always and forever take mine shot gun second hand

directly from the source

your lips

your breath

your love.

You are my drug, may I never be clean of you.