His lips

You are a dangerous drug, that I can feel crawling through my veins. 

My highs and lows, you filling my breath. To give me a fix in someway I have yet to think. 

Your taste swelling my lips, and aching me inside.  

You are everything, you are nothing, you are my sweat soaked nightmare of a dream I dare not dream. 

I'm forgetting your face, the way you stir me with your smile and the way that smile is mine; given to me not of your will. The same way mine is for you...