Addiction

Thoughts
…
You…me
Bad?
Good?
I have no idea anymore
But,
I crave you
Your touch, your feeling
It’s like an addiction
To my body
That feeling of you
…your lips, locked with mine
Mouths open
We push farther
You grab me
I pull you closer
Faster, rougher
Breathing increases
Heart pumps
Blood flows
But…
It’s cut short
We stop
Pull away,
My arm goes around you
As if nothing happened
Every time I hesitate--
The addiction dominates

Craving again
More than before
For that feeling
Of you and me
Together again