My High

Tanerelle – Shot by @ORINARY

Texting to see if she’s home,

I need my medication

It’s never the same when I’m alone,

she’s my addiction

The constant craving of more than a taste of her lips,

more than the intercourse

It’s hard to get a grip 

She’s penetrated my core

My fixation on her features a-whole

she has claimed my full control

The blur between yield and restraint

this desire has drowned my regret

She’s a drug I can’t resist

Without her, I’m broken hearted

I’ll be at my weakest

My love for her is uncharted

This is the most powerful I’ve ever felt

She didn’t change me,

I don’t need a shrink or fix

She makes me a better version of myself,

the best man I can be

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