My Perfect Drug

Shakiness of the hand,
shallowness of the breathing.
Heart quivering,
with a smile on the lips.

Eager for more,
No longer a want,
but a need,
a desire.

The perfect drug.
The perfect being.
Most favorite form of torture.
I need more.

Your loving caress,
Your beautiful smile.
A face beauty will be jealous of,
A hand that will be forever be in mine

With a smile on the lips,
Eager for more.
The perfect drug.

You're my most favorite addiction.
My own personal high.