Our sweet departure haunts me today-
You left me with such a high,
A high that all drug addicts wish they could achieve.
But no injection could ever accomplish this feeling
Of lust, happiness, bliss coming from your soft fingertips
As you stroked my back in our goodbye.
Now, my back and heart ache for your gentle touch.
I need to see you again for that wonderful high-
You are my addiction, your eyes, your embrace, your voice...
Come back to me.
Sep 19, 2013
Sep 19, 2013 at 10:38 PM UTC
Our sweet departure haunts me today-
You left me with such a high,
A high that all drug addicts wish they could achieve.
But no injection could ever accomplish this feeling
Of lust, happiness, bliss coming from your soft fingertips
As you stroked my back in our goodbye.
Now, my back and heart ache for your gentle touch.
I need to see you again for that wonderful high-
You are my addiction, your eyes, your embrace, your voice...
Come back to me.
