You get me high
Make believe I have wings
Never had an experience quite like the one I have when I
am with you
Everybody says you have control over my mind
They could never understand the bond we’ve forged
I’d do anything for you
Lie for you
Steal for you
Even got my ass whooped a few times for you
Hallucinations overtake my eyes
Mirages of you telling me to come near even when you’re
not remotely close to location
Need a compass
A zeta beam can teleport me to your exact latitude
longitude and we can pick up where we left off
Loving so good I had to get it in vials just to keep my
cravings for you at bay when I can’t have you
Your joint is a killer
I want to dip my happy stick in you
…..Now it’s wet
Toe tag me baby
I’m down for the count
Numb in the proceeding moments following our encounters
Intoxicated
Staggering
Unsteady
Slurring my speech even
Friends asking me why eyes are bloodshot
The memories of you alone are enough to make me lose
balance on command
Get it too good might have to call the EMTs
Remember last time?
I was laying in the middle of the kitchen floor having
convulsions because you gave me a high dose of your love
Putting my hands on you
Normally I’m not aggressive but I don’t want you to go
Unusual type of love indeed
Nothing holy about it
You’ve just an account of addict
Angel dust
S. Logan
2012
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