I put the spike in and push it a little; withdraw, and there it is. That beautiful rose bloom flash. Push the plunger and I 'm back in Eden. Naked and no shame. And in that moment it's better than *** and God and Heaven, and chocolate. I'm lost in a storybook blue sky, and I don't want to be found. Nothing matters, but the sublime substance pumping through my veins that make me immortal. Icarus flying into the sun until my wings melt and I fall back to earth and do it all again.