Ever since I met you
I’ve been experimenting with new drugs
Searching for a new high
I found one at the sound of your voice
The vibrations of your voice
Beats the drums in my ears ever so gently
I hear nothing except you
At its absence
The membranes of my drums tighten and sound a tone deaf
Hoping it reaches you and you speak to me
The second high I felt when you touched me
That new high gave me a pleasant numbing sensation
When I touched you back
It felt as if I’m reaching out to the universe, touching beauty at its purest form
Away from your touch my skin feels dry and wrinkled
Everything I touch feels rough and itchy
My skin longs for your touch
My lips are as dry as the desert
Nothing nourishes them
Kiss me, they say; In a trembling faint voice
I close my eyes to picture perfectly every high I felt from you.
That gives me a fix to wait a little bit longer
I hear you approaching, my eardrums beat greater and more lively
I feel your radiant beauty drawing close
I open my eyes and;
My greatest high comes from when I see you.