A Fiend's Testimony

Feels like I'm overdosing.
Losing it, a cool chill slips over my body.
Eyes close. Pulse slows...down.
I look ...around for my milk and honey.
For my rainbows and treasure,
for my tall chocolate pleasure,
for my boo.
Feels like I'm overdosing on this paradise.
Slipping further and further into oblivion until I'm lost in our own world.
Lost in your arms.
Lost in your kiss and baptizing myself in your spirit.
So I can live on the majesty of you.
So I can live off this spiritual place you take me to.
You take me to, you take me to...paradise.
And I fall back and crash in love with you.
Get up all cut and bruised cause it feels so good it hurts.
So put a cast on me so your spell can get me through the nights you can't be here with me.
It...feels like I'm hooked
shook with the thought of your smile
the creases in the corners of your eyes and the spread of your lips
and I slip further
into my addiction
down the hall from NA
But I wouldn't take that step away from you if they paid me.
12 steps closer to you
run into your happiness
all wild and rambunctious cause we don't give a fuck
I'm hooked on your offensive jokes
That discard my modesty as a mere attempt at show
and the mole on the palm of your hand
that you use to coax me into your space
and I sit in the dark corners between your hips and your waist
sweaty...mind gone... and desperate for you.
I get a hit
I get high
I get my fix
and I slip further into my addiction

Peace. Love. Happiness. Music